A Course On Blogging
I am recovering, I have two weeks off. I have to rest my body but my mind does not need to or want to be still. I started to write here, late 2015, in part because people said I should, apparently, I am a great raconteur, partly because I wanted my children to listen to me, partly because I am lazy and wanted to put all the recipes people ask me for in one place. Mostly I write because there is so much inside me that needs to come out.
It is so easy for me to write, I mean to find content. I write linearly, as I think, for the most part, rarely going back over my words to edit. Once made, the marks stay. I am not sure if I use the bricks we learnt at school metaphors, similes, personification, imagery, hyperbole, and alliteration, were there more? I just write. No themes, no goals, no expectations, I just sit down and start typing, it is a case of who is first in the queue, pushing at the barrier to be heard. This has always happened, I just keep my mess in one place now.
I do not follow others but want them to follow me??
Then I started a new job, so consuming, my writing stopped. It continued, as always in my mind, but never pressed hard enough be released, no time, the lock said. I came back here to find a cocktail recipe and found two pieces of writing in my draft box. I set them free and came back to stay. There is time, I just need to choose to use it differently. The floor is not as clean, the jars not as full, but I have realised the writing is part of me, I need to write,
I digress, I told you I write as I think. I said I have time, a guilt free 14 days and sleep is sometimes difficult. I began to explore my site, navigating, found a page that said I have, no views, visitors, likes or comments. It made me feel bad and I was not sure why, as I have never seen or cared about these statistics before. I wanted to see if other people felt the same as me, there must be thousands of us talking to our screens, am I normal? Do I need to be viewed? I hit the READER button on the top of my page and a new world opened. I have been so impressed, so humbled, excited, enthused. I now understand that I am tiny, one of the dots that join to make the picture on my husband’s 60 inch T.V. I have not viewed, visited, liked or commented, I have been too busy to lift my eyes from my own keyboard. I have missed the point in sharing.
On one of my night walks through this community I joined a course, Blogging: Branding and Growth. No idea why or what it will bring, I might not finish it, but here I go, I am diving in
Day One: Set Three Goals for Your Blog
- Write regularly because I want to – not feel guilty or scared that I will loose something when I can not. Forever.
- Visit new sites, read, like, and not be afraid to comment. Learn from others. Edit my words. Weekly
- Gain followers so my voice can be recognised. Listen to comments, grow and improve. I do not feel comfortable putting a figure here, maybe I am just so insecure, but let’s just say 20%. Ultimately when I retire I would like to make money from writing, just enough to feed the chickens
Now I have to tag this. I am learning already.