Holy birthday candles, Batman! I was so busy with my novel - and it's coming along swimmingly, by which I mean I just flushed my manuscript down the lah-treen-AY - I plum overlooked my blog's one-year anniversary!
(And thank you for your concern. I didn't really start my novel over. I'm writing these blog posts in advance, so I'm mostly just guessing at what will be happening by the time they are published!)
9: I'm thankful for blogging. After my sister pestered me for months, I finally took the plunge into the blogging waters on November 3, 2008. Amber had introduced me to a couple of blogs, including Seriously, So Blessed, which (I'm sorry, fans) read like a giant text message and mostly served to remind me that I'm old enough to be most bloggers'...um...favorite aunt. So I resisted on the grounds that I had only recently progressed to the e-mail stage of technology-based communication, and my generation takes a while to adapt.
But realizing as I did that a blog is a great way to flex your writing muscles, I went ahead and started one, hoping but never really believing that anyone would read it.
Blogging has exceeded my expectations. I feel like I've improved as a writer (I even use punctuation and, whaddyacallit, grammar) and it has given me the confidence to take this pursuit to the next level. Admittedly, that next level is currently enjoying a porcelain swirly, but still, I have no regrets.
And I have been absolutely, joyfully blindsided by the relationship aspect of blogging. I never in a million years would have expected to count people I have never met as my friends. Nor did I anticipate meeting many of my 'virtual reality' friends in 'real reality', only to discover that we were basically long-lost roommates from the Pre-Existence Dorms.
'Charrette', 'Motherboard' (whose names I really do know), Sherrie, Kristina, Melissa - it's like we picked up where we left off back in pre-ex prep school. I love you, I really do.
And the best, most unexpected payoff has been the relationship I have developed with my sister, Amber. She was nine when I married and left home, and by the time she was a grownup I was living a gazillion miles away. But blogging has introduced us to each other as our adult selves, and along with shared friendships with most of the above mentioned bloggers, we've developed a friendship with each other that I'm not sure could have happened in any other way.
Love you, little sister. Thank you for bringing this wonderful opportunity into my life.
And you're right: People who hate blogging don't get it.
They just don't get it at all.