On July 28th 2008, almost seven years to the day, I started my very first blog which I titled Suicide Birds and Seahorses. I still like that title and it actually has relevance to me seven years later. A lot has changed since I wrote those first words. In fact, at the time, I had no idea what blogging really was or the impact that it could have on others or myself. Since then I’ve had several different blogs, a website and written a book. It’s been a long road and like I said in that very first post, quoting Thelma and Louise, I just can’t go back. Although at my core I’m essentially the same person inside, a lot has changed and I’m not the same person today. That’s a good thing, but it also means that an era of my life has faded away.
Lately, I’ve been keeping a list of all of my favorite things. The idea grew out of an assignment I give my journey clients on keeping an attitude of gratitude alive in your daily life. Since I have never given an assignment that I haven’t done myself, obviously I want to live the best life possible too, I sat down with my phone and made a new folder, titling it “My Favorite Things”.
It’s been an interesting summer. In early May I made a list of all of the activities and goals I wanted to complete and accomplish this summer, and now as the the end of summer closes in on us, I am reminded that I haven’t actually completed many of these goals. In fact, I had planned to keep a diary for a year, but that plan fell apart on day one. So what have I been up to this summer?
To be honest, I’m not really sure where to start this post. Well, as almost everyone in the literary world knows by now, Harper Lee’s Go Set a Watchman, the famed so-called sequel to her Great American Novel, To Kill a Mockingbird, will be released on Tuesday. When I first heard of this discovered treasure, I greatly anticipated bending back the pages with my fingertips, taking in every word and syllable of my favorite writer, rejoined with my favorite characters, who, through the years, have become family. Now I’m not so sure…
So let me tell you why I’m frustrated, pissed off and a little bit hurt. In the last year since my book, The Before Now and After Then, was released, I’ve had tons of people message me and call me and let me know how much they loved my book, or if they didn’t love they told me what parts they liked and didn’t like. Friends at AA meetings, strangers on Facebook and all different kinds of people bought my book, were supportive of my creative endeavors and allowed my dream to come true. But…I can’t say that for the majority of people in my life.
In the last few weeks I’ve been thinking that as I get older I might like to keep a journal or diary. I’m not really sure what I’ll put in it that is an different than my normal blog posts, but I’m thinking it will be more stream of consciousness and random thoughts instead of a well thought out blog post. If I’m being completely honest with myself, none of my blog posts are well thought out; they’re all random.
Readers either seem to relate to my really sappy posts about something thoughtful or they relate to my more brutally honest posts, of which this one will fit. Tonight, while catching up on The Following and Jane the Virgin, I found myself floating from one blog to the next. Some are my current favorites while some are blogs I used to follow on a regular basis. For the last few years I’ve noticed a growing trend that serious writers are criticizing bloggers as not being real writers because they don’t have any real impact on the world or that they don’t really have anything of value to say. I think this is quite interesting, as a blogger and author, because every industry PR exec from the fashion world to the tech world can tell you how profoundly bloggers affect the world, even directing the trends to the masses.