That’s the go-to excuse for when people congratulate me or ask me when I’m due to give birth. And I’ve been getting those a lot lately. At first, it just caught me off guard when someone would say something to … Continue reading
In doing some research (aka self-teaching), I came across a line about blogging that stuck in my head. It basically said that just writing about random daily thoughts is not the key to a successful blog. Well, for one, success, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. But two, I’m a random-thought person. It keeps me and people around me on our toes.
Could I do a how-to kind of blog? Possibly. But I’m a lazy fuck. I might come up with a life hack here and there, but nothing to write home about. Should I write about my 15 years of experience working in a library? I suppose, but it’s been a few years since I’ve been there and I don’t know if or how the dynamic has changed. What about my early years of drunken debauchery? Shit. Everyone does that now (although I dreamed for years to do a Chelsea Handler-style book – before hers came out – because some of my stories are pretty fucking awesome. Others may be more of cautionary tales though, like the one about The Girl vs. The Dodge Dakota.) How about the life of a bipolar mom? I have a better chance with that one, but not all of my thoughts are about either or both of those things. It is a niche, for sure, and there’s no saying whether or not my blog will ultimately go that route. I’m still feeling my way around the blogosphere. Maybe one of my readers has an idea of what road I should follow. Who knows?
In the meantime, why can’t I just be my random self and see where it goes? Ha! I can! It’s my fucking blog! (This is where I put my slippered foot down with some force.) And yes, I have the mouth of a sailor. Hence the warning of a blog title. Hopefully, you won’t hold that against me.