Why I never wanted to start a blog

 
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Yes, I know it’s ironic, yes, I know Justin said “never say never”; however, here we fuckin’ are. Anyway, here’s why… As you know from my ‘About’ page, I have always been somewhat of a writer, I say somewhat because I’m not sure of when someone can actually be considered a legit writer, but that’s for another post. I always loved the idea of having a book out there, written under a pseudonym and being a ghost in the author community. I wanted it to be anonymous because I don’t think I’m interesting enough to make you want to read about me. On the other hand, self-publishing a book is very expensive and I don’t have that kind of money. When I asked people for advice on how I could get my writing out there, they always suggested I start a blog and my instant response was, “fuck no! I don’t want to be a blogger lifestyle chick!” Truly, not that there is anything wrong with that, it’s just not my brand. My lifestyle isn’t really one, to be honest. Whenever I looked into how to start a blog the prompts were always: “determine your audience?”, “what are you selling?”, “what’s your voice?”. My audience is, whoever wants to listen. I’m not selling anything. My voice, is pretty average and I have a random accent that no one can pin point. I’m just a girl, who loves to travel, talk to strangers, makes friends when she stops for gas, played hide and seek on school field trips and doesn’t really like to follow maps. So, with all that said, my goal, with this “blog” is to start conversations. I want you guys to feel comfortable talking about uncomfortable things, I want you to feel something. My hope is that what I write about makes it into your everyday conversations, that you have something to talk about on your first date, that you’re compelled to speak to the person behind you in line. I didn’t want to start a blog because I write about me, and I didn’t think that what I had to say would interest you. I didn’t feel like I had something to offer you, because I’m not trying to sell anything. I didn’t want to come off as an egotistical asshole. Then again, they say “write what you know”, I know me and I know my thoughts so that’s what I write about. Do I come off as egotistical? Does what I write about, come up in your everyday conversations? As to how I ended up starting a blog, I woke up one day and just fucking did.

 
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