The end of this month kind of snuck up on me, but I’m going to keep going with my pattern of doing a bit of a blog reflection. Now that I’ve been writing posts for three months, I’ve been noticing changes both in myself and people who I talk about blogging with.
Change in me
I’ve reached the point that it’s not some huge mental debate whether or not I post about something. When i think of topic after reading or experiencing something, before I would maybe pound out a few paragraphs and realize that there wasn’t enough for me to say about the topic, so I would change the subject of the post. Now I am better at being able to know when to not start writing, because I know I’ll likely come short half-way through.
Something else happened about half-way through this month that I knew was coming; topics started to come a little more difficult to come up with. Makes sense, because when you are in the same job, running the same business and have the same people in your life then you will have many of the same experiences day-to-day, week-to-week and month-to-month. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just the way it is.
So my thought process has changed a bit for the articles. When I’m struggling I usually try to go a step beyond any initial thoughts. It’s hard to explain, but it would be taking something from my life that I wouldn’t have enough to say about, then think of the decisions or consequences around it. From there something usually comes up.
Change in others
This one I’m not too sure how I feel about. Writing this blog has seemed to start defining me more as a person to some people as any other aspect. That’s fine, but it can mean a good thing or bad thing.
There are those who say they’ve read some and ask why I started doing it (which I guess means they didn’t read my post about why I’m doing this, which is fine). Then we usually talk about it and that’s that.
The other reaction is weird. It starts as a bit of an accusation, about what my intentions are with this blog. Then it morphs into something where the person seems upset that I’m writing it. I don’t really know why and usually try to end the conversation saying something like, “Well don’t feel obligated to read it,” or, “Yeah, I’ll totally think about that.” It’s strange.
the frustrating part is that it usually isn’t any sort of constructive criticism, like what they would prefer I write about or how they disagree with my opinions. That I can do something with. It usually seems like anger that I’m doing this in the first place, which isn’t going to change because I’m not planning on quitting.
I’m still having fun writing this blog and the positive comments far outweigh the bad. To those who are personally offended that I’m writing this, I guess I’m sorry you see it as an attack against your character. Here’s a solution: stop reading. No hard feelings, I promise.