It seems this is the magic number for the new blogger–the 100th post! Well, I am here, amidst procrastination, joblessness, and lack of inspiration. I started blogging in February 2008, but posted nothing in March or April. Quite frankly, I had nothing to write about.
Well, not entirely true. Here, 100 posts later, I obviously had something to say, I just wasn’t on board with blogging back then.
In fact, the only reason why I even started blogging—or for that matter, choosing WordPress—is because I was looking for a new job and saw one posted with a local blogware company—Compendium. I never got the job, but wanted to see what blogging was all about. It seemed like it was all around me, just something I hadn’t investigated enough to cause addiction.
So now, nearly a year later, I am somewhat hooked. I’m enjoying writing and also enjoy the comments you, the readers, submit. It’s a nice way to stay “in touch” with people like Jason or Stef, while meeting new people like Mark A Gregg—a fellow Hoosier. And it’s a nice way for the other Steph, my wife, to gain some insight into what’s rattling around inside my head at 11:30 at night when she’s trying to fall asleep but the noise from those turning wheels keeps her awake.
It’s also a cool opportunity to dispense with all of the rules of writing the likes of Mrs Pantaleo tried to drill into me in 7th grade. I can have run-on sentences, I can arbitrarily split infinitives, and no-one corrects my use of commas, hyphens, or Anglicised oddities like “no-one”—or “s” instead of “z”.
Of course, blogging is nothing without an audience—so thank you for 11, 455 hits (as of this writing) and please come back, read, and comment.
The joys of blogging are many, but also simple: To write, to be read, and to have a dialogue with the readers.