I've been reading Journal of a Solitude by May Sarton. The title is what caught my eye, as I had never heard of her before. I wanted to read anothers' perspective about being alone all the time. Although the only similarities Sarton and I have may be temperament and the struggle with depression.
What I find interesting about this book is that it was written in the 1970's (or at least published in the 70's). Long before the instant gratification on the Internet and blogging. She wrote her daily doings and musings, without knowing if anyone would ever read it. She wrote to document. A testament of her life, her thoughts, her struggles. I think this may change the way I blog.
I've been trying too hard. I TRY to write things that I think would interest people. I edit and re-edit, thinking that if I write from off the top of my head, no one would be interested. As I'm writing this right now, I'm imagining a yawn fest.
But I'm realizing that to be authentic and real in my blogging, I have to document all the time. Or at least most of the time. Sometimes, my life is pretty boring. But it's real. Sometimes, my life is so busy that I think I'm going to lose my mind! Again, it's real. And it's those ups and downs that make a tapestry of life or of a blog, if you will.
Anyway, I'd love to hear thoughts on this in the comments.
Peace ~ Love ~ Chocolate