Somewhere in that moment between awake and not, I had a moment of synaptic brilliance.
Thinking about the whole blogging thing I wondered why it was so difficult to put a post together. When did it become so much work? Why did I lose the passion of the chase?
Simply put blogging just wasn’t fun any more it was work and that is my fault.
Somehow from an initial desire to better my writing skills, I got caught up in the business of blogging. You know the gotta build links, build a brand, how can I make money, grow my reader base, increase my subscriptions, network, create pillar content, find my niche….. yada yada yada…
RAT RACE…
Wanna hear my epiphany? Do ya?
I blog because I enjoy it!
It’s not my job. I don’t get paid for it. I get to meet all sorts of cool people and I like writing. I might even write a book sometime, but not today.
I like it when something I’ve written benefits another human being. I enjoy it when someone stops by and leaves a comment, but I don’t get bugged out when there are no comments. The sky is not falling and my world is not ending.
If taking the time to write ends up bringing enjoyment to me and encouragement to someone else, then I’ve done what I set out to do. It’s the only way to avoid the progressive blogging decline.
If this all sounds like a rant because I don’t have a high enough subscription count then you’ve missed the point. I’ve finally found my niche…. it’s ME.
What do you think? Let’s talk!
