This is my 1,169th published blog post. My first post was on February 26, 2008. I have 5+ years worth of memories contained in one area.
It seems like blogging was (is?) the thing to do and has been for a while. Some are personal with a small following mostly meant for family and friends. Some have gone on to find bigger audiences through linking posts on Facebook and Twitter. And some have made it to the big stage-hundreds of thousands of hits a day/month/week, endorsements, sponsored posts, etc.
Those blogs, the big ones, started to feel like infomercials to me. What are they selling today? More like, what are they whoring out today? I felt deceived when the start of a post sounded genuine only to be tricked by bolded print and rules and warnings. No, I don't want to enter your contest to win a $100 gift card. Aren't you ashamed that some bigged blogging entity is FORCING you to blog about specific topics?
Is that what blogging has become? Getting free stuff in exchange for a blanket statement that sometimes would appear on THREE blogs that I would read in one a day. BORING.
This little blog isn't anything big. The stats from Blogger tell me that yesterday, I had 113 page views. Last month, I had 3,810. Some blogs see that in a 10 minute span!
But I love writing. I do it to keep track of moments in my life, to share fun stories and hilarious moments. I write as a creative outlet and because it keeps my mind sharp. I have stories to tell-stories of loving my family. Stories of going through infertility. Stories of tv shows I like, vacations I have planned and the story of my relationship with my husband.
I get to blog whatever I want, whenever I want. Sure, I don't have free items flooding my mail box. No one is knocking down my door asking me to blog about their newest product. I don't see a check each month from ads.
But I also don't have that accountability. I work. I have a house to clean, grocery shopping to do, exercise to complete and a husband and a cat to spend time with. I don't have the time (or the desire) to respond to sponsorships or Paypal accounts. Would it be nice to get paid to blog? SURE! Who wouldn't want to make extra money? But to hand over creative freedom from a place that I consider my own?
No way. Not worth it. And although I hate the term, I don't want to be an Internet Sell-Out.
I would love to read regularly updated, personal blogs. I would love to get to know you and your life, as you share it. I hope you have enjoyed reading this little journal over the past 1,169 posts. I hope I can provide more silly life stories over the years!