I am relatively new to blogging again although I actually started my blog in 2009. And no, I am not slow – I just took a couple of years off to work my arse off on a much bigger blog (read website).
And now I find myself back on my blog and I call myself a blogger. Even my email signature reads blogger because it sounds much more professional than world champion toast eater. But four years have passed and my real life friends still don’t really know what a blog is. I mean they get the BIG blogs – no, actually they don’t. They get websites and they get writing online but they don’t get the word “post”, they don’t know any bloggers and they don’t understand why people that don’t know me would be interested in reading about my mother or my dinner. It’s not that they aren’t supportive of me or they don’t enjoy reading about my dinner – it’s just that they don’t live their lives online.
So when I am perplexed by the vagaries of blogging and I try to articulate to them how someone I don’t know has just let me into their lives in the most profound way or when I moan to them about the online bitchiness of people who don’t even know each other, they look at me like I am spending too much time on my own.
There are so many posts (words written on a website for my non blogging friends) about the mummy wars, and about bloggers that write sponsored posts and bloggers that don’t want to read other blogs and bloggers that hate the term blogger and I wonder if it’s all a little insular.
My friends that work and my friends that don’t work just go about working or not working – they don’t invest time and emotional angst into worrying about whether other mothers are working or not and how they are being judged. Sure they read the newspaper and they see the occasional article flare up about the working mum or the stay at home mum but then they turn the page or click on the next story and they read about a woman who disappeared for 11 years and then they read about the NDIS and then they check the weather.
It’s not that they don’t care. I have some of the most awesome and passionate friends on the planet, it’s just that they don’t get trapped into worrying about the judgments other people are making on their own lives.
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I love social media and I feel so lucky to be part of it. I have connected to people and thoughts that I would never had the opportunity to encounter were it not for Twitter and blogging and now my Facebook page which extends to people I don’t know in real life. I log on frequently (where frequently is ALL THE TIME) and I enjoy the debate and the journey. Sometimes I even change the way I have been thinking about an issue and I am grateful for the way my perceptions and thoughts are challenged. Sometimes I just laugh, sometimes I reflect, often I just enjoy something without thinking I HAVE to take something away with me.
But I don’t understand the rivalry. And I hate the thought that it seems to be some kind of competition.
It takes a minute or two to get the gist of a post and if you don’t like it you click away. It costs you nothing. Only a minute of your time which isn’t really a cost if you consider you’ve had the opportunity to open your mind. And if you read a post on one blog it doesn’t mean you can’t read (and love) a post on another. And if you read a post that is sponsored it doesn’t cost you more than reading a post that is not. You aren’t being duped – you’re been giving content you can choose to engage with or walk away from. If you read something that doesn’t fit in with your way of thinking it’s not a personal insult, it doesn’t mean you are wrong – it just means that someones experiences are different to yours and they have a different point of view. It’s an amazing thing this interweb – you can read millions of pages and you can decide what you read again, what you share and what you don’t want to read again. You can decide how to react, you own that – not the person writing the post.
I blog because I love writing. I love having a place to share my thoughts, the things that make me laugh and cry and think. I love that millions of other people are doing it too because it allows me the chance to share in their thoughts and experiences.
I just hate that there has to be so much negativity associated with bloggers and blogging – sometimes we need to be reminded that in the real world there isn’t as much judgment.