I’ve had enough people asking me the same two questions, which prompted today’s post.
“Why do you blog? It doesn’t pay your bills. It doesn’t feed you. It takes up your headspace and makes you this nutter that you are, so why?”
People who don’t blog won’t understand why, period.
True, it doesn’t pay my bills.
True, it doesn’t feed me.
But it doesn’t give me headspace? So not true.
The only place where I get some peace is on here. This is where people don’t find reasons to complain about the figurative sound of my voice. This is where I am truly alive. Where I don’t have to pretend to be someone else to please everyone.
And I also blog for the simple reason that it makes me happy, and calmer than a sleeping baby.
For the rest of the world? I only exist. Just one dot on the globe. Mute, infinitesimal. Uninspiring.
The second question being, “Why don’t you have like, a Facebook or an Instagram? How do you get followers?”
First off, get your facts right, whoever the shiitake mushroom asked me this question. I don’t have FOLLOWERS. I’m not a preacher and the last time I checked, I was just me, not Mother Teresa, and definitely not the leader of a cult. So no, they’re my readers. Friends.
There was a time when I’d refresh the stats page over and over, about two billion times a day. I’d get worked up. I would keep thinking, why hasn’t anyone hit the follow button, speaking of which why don’t they change it to a subscribe button or something – cause I sure as Hell ain’t a fashion statement people gotta “follow”.
Cliché as it may seem, I haven’t checked the stats page in weeks. Guess why? I know I’m loved. And number doesn’t matter.
As for me not having a Facebook page for my blog, I don’t like self-promotion. It’s okay if other people do it, not okay if I do it. Does that make me a snob?
Sure as Hell not.
Today I ask you:
Why do YOU blog?
Also, hahahahhaa. Gotcha… y’all thought I’d gotten proposed to, right? Naaaah. Fat chance.