So this is a fairly strange topic for me to talk about because first and foremost I feel that everyone has different reasons for writing a blog. I cannot give you a reason to do it, if you don’t want to. You must find your motivation for your reasons.
I personally keep doing it because I currently enjoy doing it. I must enjoy it quite a bit too since I can always think of other things I probably should be doing instead, yet here we are. I really don’t have much better reason or motivation than that, but that’s me.
Now, I could leave it at that, but there’s this weird collection of satellite reasons that I started and continued doing it as well.
I can vaguely recall, now, the way it felt when I first discovered this particular outlet of expression. As an intensely private and somewhat reclusive individual, I didn’t really have much in the way of expression. When I first started, finding a way to direct my thoughts was a rather strong drug indeed.
That’s one of the reasons I keep doing it as well. It forces me to take things I’m thinking and feeling and render them in a more concrete and communicable form. A decent number of my posts are exactly that. This is no exception. It’s as much me analyzing my motivation as it is talking about it.
Something I’m less certain about is writing… ability? They say the number one predictor of skill or ability is the amount of time spent doing it. I’ve seen various studies and articles comparing tasks according to the “hours required for mastery metric.” This implies that the act of writing, blog posts or otherwise, somehow makes me better at writing. I’m not sure how strongly I feel about that.
Still, when someone compliments me on a particular paper or post, I have to ask myself how much of that compliment is due to this “practice” and how much of it already existed. Not that it matters, really, but there have been a few times where I received an assignment, not a lot unlike “here’s a topic, write 500 words.” Since that’s the general length I aim for with my posts, I have a “here’s a topic, write a blog post” sort of approach to it. It lends a level of confidence that I like.
Of course, I know I won’t be doing it forever. Everything ends eventually. I cannot let the unknown future prevent present progress. I spent most of my life in that sort of “analysis paralysis” and I’m reluctant to give it much room to move. There’s a time and place, but personal expression is neither.
Okay, good enough for me, class starts here directly anyway and I’ll probably go straight to bed when I get home. Those are some of the things that motivate me to continue, I suppose. So many other thoughts for another day.
Y’all take care, and be kind to each other.
In case you haven’t heard, we’re in the middle of an event called Blaugust. The goal is to simply promote and stimulate the blogging community by encouraging people of all skill levels and backgrounds to post. The official post can be found here and it’s never too late to start.