Much like the offerings of yesterday and Wednesday this is a break in normal programming. I felt my one hundredth post deserved some recognition as I know it’s rare for bloggers to reach this point. In the seven months and two(ish) weeks I’ve been doing this I’ve seen bloggers come and go. That strikes me as odd because I still feel like a blogging newbie in so many ways. How can one decide within a month or two that blogging isn’t for them?
If I’m honest I try not to latch onto fellow newbies too often. I find myself drawn to the more experienced bloggers out there and especially those with a great talent for writing. I came here to learn as much as increasing my profile as a writer and generating a support base of sorts. While there is, of course, something to learn from newbies there’s a whole wealth of wisdom to be gleaned from those who are stayers in this game that far exceeds what the newbies teach.
Lately I’ve noticed there has been a spate of bloggers going on breaks for one reason or another. It must be something in the air because I too am planning to take a break from posting soon. I’m aiming for when Find Me a Find reaches its conclusion as I don’t want to leave it unfinished. When I return I can hit you with a new regular fiction story rather than picking up where I left off.
Anyway, one hundred posts. Strictly speaking this is my one hundred and seventh post; however, seven of those have been reblogs and I don’t count those as my posts. Funny that I started this whole thing not really knowing in which direction I wanted to take it and here I am now in treble digits. I won’t say inspiration has been easy the whole time. It hasn’t been terribly difficult either. I love to write and while that’s the case I will always find something to write about. That’s where the fly-by-nights fail. They don’t love writing enough for inspiration to strike so they give up.
I’m not going to slate those people. We all have the creative licence to try something out no matter what others say. If I want to try painting a masterpiece when I wake tomorrow morning then who can stop me? I can’t draw for toffee; that doesn’t mean I can’t give it a go.
What I will say is that those of us who have reached the point of posting beyond the one hundred mark can say with conviction that we respect the craft of writing (if writing is indeed what you post). We feel a connection to it. We feel that writing is for life and not just for Christmas. It doesn’t make us better than those who give up after a month. It just means that we had a solid reason for starting to blog and weren’t trying to stave off boredom until something else grabbed our attention. Anybody can write. Only those who are good at it and/or love it will do it long term.
I wanted to share my passion for writing with the world. It may not be my most popular series, but Living the Dream is definitely the most important series of all my posts. It’s my journal of sorts and is what I will look back on if (WHEN) I ever reach the goals I hope to achieve. That series is the explanation of just how much writing means to me and how I don’t see it as just some hobby. I see it as a way of life. I see it as an extension to the person I am. Writing is a part of me. While I may not be the most talented at it I guarantee I have more passion for it than most anybody you’ll meet. My willingness to accept my flaws and learn from others is, I feel, evidence of my love for writing. That has to count for something. If you haven’t read my Living the Dream series and are as passionate about writing as I am then I suggest you check it out to see for yourself what it means to me.
In all honesty I don’t see myself blogging in the long term. I enjoy it and I enjoy the social aspect as well as trying out new styles that I’ve never tried before. The truth is though that I’m a novelist and novels are what I want to write. When the dream is realised and I’m finally published then I can’t deny that blogging will likely slip by the wayside and become something I do very infrequently; likely just an explanation of the discoveries in my novel writing journey.
As I say, that is long term thinking. It’ll be a while until I’m snapped up by a publisher so until that happens I’ll be here using the whole world as my subject and delving into its many subcategories. I’m going nowhere!
There are a certain little group of you who have become my fans over time. I honestly could never see myself amassing “fans”. Fans are what famous people have. Yet there you are. Your (my fans) number is small, but your collective heart is huge. It makes sense that I would amass fans as I’ve certainly become a fan of people on here who, like me, aren’t famous. The idea that only famous people can have fans is now something I realise to be a short-sighted view. One can be a fan of whatever one chooses. If somebody is talented and you appreciate that talent then you support them irrespective of whether they’re Cristiano Ronaldo or Pete who makes a cracking butty at the local deli.
I appreciate my support base so much. The best thing about you all is that none of you are friends from before the time before I started blogging (except for Steve). You all found my blog, decided you liked it and stayed along for the ride. Nobody had a gun to your head. You weren’t obliged to support me. You just did. Sure, I have my regular readers outside the WordPress fraternity though I receive no feedback from any of them so I wouldn’t actually have a clue they were even reading. I only have the stats to go off. My WordPress based supporters are evident and I can see you. You make yourselves seen. You share your thoughts on what I post and that is what I want. I want conversation and to see different viewpoints to my own. You provide me that and I am eternally grateful to you all for it.
What do my next hundred posts hold in store? I guess we’ll wait and see. My journey towards the dream continues…