So, I’ve been mulling some things over the last couple weeks. Lots of things really, but with regard to this little blog I’ve been asking the question, “To and for whom am I writing?” Let me back up a step…
I’ve sat down to post here a few times only to wind up with nothing. I kept arriving at the conclusion that I’ve got nothing blog-able, nothing that is compelling for you, my reader. And so I’ve written nothing. I’ve skulked back to the b5media Arcade, and whiled away my time. At least I left up a nice photo of Samantha here.
Over at b5media audience is a big issue… Not so much for me.
Over at b5media audience is a big issue, and in general it should be. Readers equal revenue. Some of the bloggers there meet day-to-day expenses off that income, so understanding the identity of their readership and growing the quantity of their readers is a valuable pursuit.
Not so much for me. I’ve got the luxury of looking at my b5media blogs with hobbyist eyes. My day job, which I love, pays the bills; so I can write for b5media pressure-free. I do it because it’s fun and it adds value to my life. The part about adding to the bottom line of my checkbook is nice, but it’s really not a motivating factor. So, when shop talk comes up among my fellow hive-workers, (Look at the bee’s ass in the b5media logo, and all future apiological references should be clear.) I am able to approach it with a fair degree of aloofness. I contribute my two-cents, but when it comes to implementation, I generally take a pass. I’m quite content with the place pro-blogging has in my life.
Nonetheless, shop talk has managed to creep into my mindset here, so when I sit down to type, I leave having written nothing. Being the introspective person I am, I explored this phenomenon and arrived where this increasingly lengthy post began, “To and for whom am I writing?“
I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for me.
Seems it’s time for me to visit my own archives. Reading through that list and mulling things over in my head I have come to a conclusion: Dear reader, I’m not blogging for you. Don’t be offended. I hope you won’t leave… though I suppose it doesn’t necessarily matter. But truth be told, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for me. I’m doing this to think aloud, to archive ideas, to ramble and ramble and ramble. The fact that some of you read and help me refine those thoughts, augment those ideas, and encourage my endless rambling is nice… but not essential.
So, while I suppose this is a sort of alienating post, it’s been good for me. I have reminded myself why I do this, and with that reminder I am able and ready to continue renewed. That’s all I have to say about that.