I began blogging to write, and write I have.
I am grateful for this wonderful forum ,
and consequently, I am grateful for anyone who takes the time to stop by and read.
I have taken some missteps along the way,
when I periodically worried more about what readers thought than what
I wanted to put on the page.
I read the blog suggestion lists that all said
‘don’t make it too personal’,
‘readers do not
want to read about real world problems’,
‘keep it light’,
‘find your niche.’
And to that I say
what I said to my students
many, many, many times
(with great love and affection):
“You have got to be kidding.
You’re smarter than that.”
And so because you are smarter than that,
I invite you to not worry about this world of blogging, as my complicated thinking
has so often invited me to do.
Because it is when I do this that I feel all
and not very authentic.
My language becomes a little stilted,
and the only word I can think to say, because I lost touch with
my favorite, funky,
Let’s do this.
We’ll do it together.
When you write whatever you think
whatever your creativity needs you
regardless of the number of followers or comments
your post idea garners or loses,
sitting in my Ross Dress for Less caftan,
laptop in hand,
reading every single delightful word of yours,
smiling and laughing,
crying and nodding,
‘you go girl’.