I want to be completely transparent with you. I am not a blogger. I’ve always had a hard time understanding what exactly the point would be in having one. It gives a platform to those with advice to give, something to promote, those with exciting stories to tell, and those who feel they are far more interesting than they are. I’ve never personally felt I have anything publicly meaningful enough to post about, I don’t really want the attention, and I have no delusions about being very interesting, at least in this platform. I am an ordinary person who is sometimes in less than ordinary circumstances – just like everyone else.
I don’t utilize blogs much either. I was in scholastic circles for long enough that I tend to go straight to verified sources or organizational sites. This naturally causes the question to arise as to why I would even start a blog in the first place. To be honest, I’m still kind of asking myself that question even as I write this. Since the popularity boom of blogging, I have had a surprising number of people ask me if I have or plan to start a blog. When I give the aforementioned reasons why I didn’t, the most common response I get is, “So?” The best answer I’ve been able to come up with is mumbling something about vague hypocrisy and not caving to pressure, then changing the subject. However, just because blogs aren’t a platform I tend to utilize doesn’t mean that aren’t meaningful or useful for others.
This venture is more about asking myself the question, “Why the hell not?” I’ve recently been put in a position professionally to where I have nothing to lose – this will be the subject of another post. Besides, if I want to make anything useful of the English degree (that’s a whole other story in and of itself) I put so much time and invested so much into, then I need to get my voice out there. It is what is going to get me where I need to go. So, am I a blogger? Nope. Just a gal with words to get out who also happens to have a blog.