But within the blogging community it’s different. No one can explain it to you until you’re there, but it’s an actual community. And not like Facebook.
Facebook can be downright mean. The ironic part is the mean comments on Facebook usually come from people we consider actual friends. Some just can’t read a post without voicing their opinion. We’ve all seen friendships lost over ill-placed comments.
But blogging is different. If someone doesn’t like what you have to say, or isn’t interested in it, they simply move along. No harm, no foul.
When I first started blogging, under a different blog, it failed miserably. I failed miserably.
Being a writer hoping to, one day, publish one of my works of fiction, I read all the advice and saw I needed a “PLATFORM.” Most agents won’t even look at your manuscript unless you have some sort of a following, and a blog is a good way to get one. I have to admit that first blog felt dirty and unauthentic. I was just writing to get followers. There was no real heart or connection behind my words.
But that was before I found my people, my community.
Now, blogging means much more to me. Now it’s all about connection, about reaching people I never would’ve been able to connect with before; people from other countries, other backgrounds, other stages of life; people I might never have found in my same “social circle,” if you will. And I love that.
Blogging is so much more to me than a “PLATFORM.”
Platform-shmatform. Truth of the matter is, we need each other. We need that validation, we need to know we’re part of something so much bigger than we could ever imagine. I blog because I love it. My followers crack me up, and lighten my day.
And I read other blogs for the same reason. Not to “get followers,” not to get potential future readers of a book that may never be published, but to get inspiration. To get that little push I need some days that other’s insight brings.
So why do you blog? What makes you keep blogging?