I have read so many explanations of late. People explaining why they agree to test a pattern. Or not test a pattern. Why they engage with blog tours – or not. Why they talk about their personal lives, or keep things private. Why they’re part of a blogging network or have left one. Why they feel obliged to organise book tours. Why they have to admit to burn out. Why, why, why. Worst case for me? People feeling why they should justify friends.
I keep hearing the question ‘why’ around blogging, but I crave the word ‘because’.
So, I’ll start if off, and here’s my list:
Because it gives me creative satisfaction.
Because I answer to no one other than myself.
Because I can sit up in bed at 5am to compose a blog post or…
Because I can not blog for a week if I’m knackered.
Because I can talk endlessly about my dog and no one tells me to shut up. Ella, I love you!!!
Because blogging is my safe haven when the rest of life might be pants.
Because blogging gives me lifelong friends.
Because blogging is great. No, it’s joyous!
It’s a great word, isn’t it? A bold statement. It doesn’t ask for permission.
Whether you blog, sew, knit, make fudge, care for others, get through the week and simply survive or have a particular talent for picking your nose, I want to know what you’re proud of.
Let’s make a pact. To dedicate today to feeling good about ourselves. For 24 hours, to celebrate the joy of blogging. And don’t ever forget – you don’t need permission to be brilliant. You just can’t help it!
Baby Ella (three months old) with my mum (age undisclosed).