I’ve been reading a lot about what the olden days of blogging used to be like. I’ve been reading about guest posts and small communities and authentic bloggers so much that I wish I were a blogger back then.
I could have been a blogger back then. Back in 06′ my dad told me about this new thing called “blogging.” “Jessica, it’s going to be big, and since you like to write, you should do it!” “Yeah. Ok. dad.”
I didn’t do it. I didn’t start blogging until the third wave of blogging in 2010. (I came up with that wave.) I started blogging when some bloggers had success by blogging and everyone else was rushing in for the fool’s gold. I started blogging with the intention to just write, but I got swept up in that rush for something from my blog, too.
I started participating in all these networking and memes thingies that are really designed to promote certain blogs in an effort to make my blog better. For what? I didn’t know. But like everyone else, I just wanted it to be better.
I long for the olden days as a writer who would like my blog to be judged by it’s writing, but then, I’m reminded of the fact that the olden days are never that good. Nostaglia for what once was is always misty and foggy and tainted by the present.
So, while not perfect, I’m learning to love this new blogging scene. I’m learning to carve my space as a writer who blogs, too.
When do you start blogging? Why did you start blogging?