Many posts I read were anti-husband. What woman can't relate to those? I did a walk-through after my husband left for work this morning, closing cabinets, putting down the toilet lid to protect the cat, and loading a plate into the dishwasher after scrubbing off the dried runny egg yolk that hardened after a brief time. Then I retrieved his black dress socks from the middle of our backyard after the dog confiscated them from where they'd landed the night before-on the side of the bed. I can bash my husband with the best of them. And I do so often. Yet reading those posts leaves me feeling empty.
Truthfully, I have some envy for those sites that draw in thousands of readers each day. But just as people with autism fall on a spectrum, so does every reader. Maybe we choose which blog to follow the same way we choose wine. Who really understands those earthy, fruity, floral descriptions anyways? Don't most of us pick a bottle simply based on the colorful label or price point? I hope that my writing appeals to people who are turned off by the words in my intro and like honest, thought-provoking content instead. I get dizzy reading sites that are overloaded with material. I get that same feeling trying to keep up with the news anchor moderating a panel, while the ticker scrolls at the bottom of the screen that's already half blocked with a bulleted list of talking points. It's too much for the human mind.
So as I venture out into the blogosphere, working to increase readers with unique content, I realize that the topics people choose to read about are just as vast as the places to find them. I've been continually immersed in writing for the past few years, before the launch of my blog, hoping to become a published author. I find myself dreaming in sentences and jotting down ideas on scrap paper that I stuff in my bra for safekeeping. I often wonder if blogging is the right platform for an introvert like me. There are those that write and those that speak. Bloggers seem to do both well. I prefer to write.
At the very core of blogging is a self-promotion and confidence that assumes that people want to read the inner thoughts circling in my head. There's always that continual struggle between staying isolated and allowing myself to feel vulnerable. There is no reward without the risk. So I promise to abandon some inhibitions, but the curse words will stay mostly contained in my head instead of littering the screen.
The best way to find a blog is to share the ones you like. What are some of your favorites?