Thursday, July 7, 2011

I'm Having The Hardest Time

I've admitted several times before that I was the last of my friends to join any social network and to spend anymore than a few minutes online for any reason. I've always preferred the company of living breathing people rather than the cold touch of a few key strokes. Sitting and staring at a computer for hours on end just didn't make sense when I could just pick up the phone and see my friends and family face to face. Then I moved farther away from my family. And I worked from home. My social circle soon ended at my front door. Twas lonely indeed.

Somewhere along the road I detoured into Social Network Place and into this thing called blogging. It's giving me new keys to more neighborhoods but I'm not sure if I can afford them.

What I love most about blogging and frankly writing in general are the stories. I consider myself a storyteller rather than a writer/blogger. The stories I've weaved on this very site have been both personal and cathartic, cleansing, endearing and sometimes just sweet and silly. This is the benefit. But there is a down side.

I'm having the hardest time keeping my blogging brain out of the very moments that make life meaningful. I'll start thinking about how I can turn just about anything into a blog post. I take pictures of all kinds of randomness as insurance that it may one day show up in this space. But then I sit to write it out and the private me intervenes and says to leave some things unpublished. So I do. It also sucks when I'm in the middle of a conversation and someone stops and says "you know, you should write about that." It takes me out of the present.

I'm learning that when you're favorite writer/blogger stops writing/blogging  it's not just because they're busy it's because they're busy living.

So that's where I'm at lately. I have numerous updates. Many more stories to tell but I won't force them. They'll arrive in awesome fashion. Until then I'll leave you with one of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite movies ever.


"Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying"

10 comments:

  1. I hear this a lot. I usually blog at night when everyone is asleep and I can get my thoughts in order. Blogging for me is like being on a talk show or radio by myself I want to share on topics that I never get to have my voice on. Take your time and write you will know when the time is right.

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  2. @kita

    You make an interesting point of being able to share topics that you may not be able to express elsewhere. Hmmm. I just had an Aha moment!

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  3. Good for you, but what the heck am I supposed to read everyday? :)

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  4. That's a really good way to put it. Sometimes I feel really bad when I go about a week w/o posting anything new. But I have to live my life so that I actually have something to write about!

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  5. @Courtney

    I have a feeling this would only affect summer & holiday postings. Should be business as usual in the fall.

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  6. @Tiffany

    Yup I call this the Beyonce affect. LOL!

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  7. I think that's why my blogs are so hugely gapped with no relevance to the previous or last post(s) that I choose to publish sis. Truthfully, life has me in the present always. I've spent years and years writing and writing even before blogging, but I love living and then like you said, "in some random fashion" it ends up on the web. This weekend was a key epiphany for me as I DECIDED, to CHOOSE LIFE IN THE PRESENT, with my family, rather than sit in the house and blog or worse, soak about any woes and /or thoughts that consistently run through my mind... I said.. "f** it- it's time to go in the sun and b present with my family and my awesome Self at best!"... so glad I did.. but I feel u.. when I got home late last night I said to myself "i should truly blog about my weekend"...but naw... I'll let that happen when it happens....lol Great post sis... I'm with u always..

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  8. Great post! Sometimes it is easy to feel pressure to please your followers, but sometimes life just takes priority.

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