Wednesday, September 14, 2016

To Begin Again

I know, I've published very little to the blog in the past year or so.  There's been a lot going on: my mother died, followed by the death of one of my closest friends a week later.  My daughter took up theatre seriously and I have been a gypsy stage mom and troupe photographer for much of the last year. Last winter I retired from my job and have been spending a lot of time on house fix ups and other necessities.  In short I have been spending a lot of time accessing who and what I am and where the heck I am going, both in my life and in this blog.

Of course in the past I would have written about all this processing, but lately I haven't. The truth is I have been laboring under a serious case of writers block, and I am still working my way out. But I have pinpointed how I got into this mess in the first place.

A little over 2 years ago I was asked to become a staff writer for a web site called Lefty Pop.  It was a place to write, both humorously and seriously, about pop culture, politics, and all manner of other things.  For the first time I felt I was writing about the things I cared about, including politics and movies.  Then, in fall of 2014, the page folded.  This of course is something that happens all the time on the Internet, and it shouldn't have bothered me the way it did. But I was heartbroken. I felt myself being shoved back into the mommy blogger niche that I never really felt comfortable in.  I felt further hampered by the fact that humor blogs seem to get all the attention and following, and I am not really funny, especially on paper.  Meanwhile my kids were growing up and "mom" material seemed more and more limited.

And yet I love my blog,  I love the readers who take the time to interact. I love the friends I have made in the blogging community.  I was never aiming for high page counts or corporate reimbursements (good thing since none of it ever happened). In the all the time I wasn't writing I was still reading what others were posting. I really don't want to leave, but I do want to broaden my focus.

So, this blog will in the future be about whatever I want to talk about: current events, old movies, books, theatre, history and poetry. Sci-fi conventions. Medieval re-enactments.  I also hope to share more of the many, many photos I have been taking lately. The kids and family might even make the occasional appearance, but there is so much more going on in my world, and I feel my creativity hampered when I can't write about it.

I know this isn't the conventional wisdom.  Blogs are supposed to have a narrow focus, a few specific topics that draw viewers and advertisers.  Most of the articles I see about blogging anymore are not about anything creative, but about attracting advertisers. And to attract advertisers you must create a huge number of page views.  Well I tried to play that game, without success. I also hated it.  I realized that there was no reason to write things that I did not wish to read.

I can't be the only blogger out there who feels that way.  So let's be out own tribe--they who will not play by the rules.  I hope you enjoy what's here. And I hope you'll share your  nonconformities with me.


  1. I'm so glad you're writing again, Meg! Life does sure get in the way, right? I've taken more than a year off, quite unintentionally. I had originally planned to just take a break last summer and resume in the Fall. But I really enjoyed getting off the roller coaster and needed this much time to get the bad taste out of my mouth. BlogHer '15 really chapped my ass. (Excuse my French) I'm still not sure whether I'm going to continue with the blog or just freelance and post on Medium. I was spending so much time promoting on social media, reading blogs I didn't want to read, and doing things I felt icky about, like promoting myself, sharing insipid memes and associating with groups I didn't feel comfortable with, whose main objective seemed to be to pander in the hopes of getting a book deal or landing a spot on The TODAY Show. Ugh. I just want to write. So I commend your decision to write about whatever you feel inclined to and to do it for yourself. That's what I want to do too. Truly, the market is saturated with Mommies Who Drink Wine and Complain About Motherhood..., etc. And all the kissing up, pandering and promoting for the most part is fruitless. The one thing that ever gave me joy out of it all was writing what I enjoyed writing, for myself. And through that, I met the core group of people that I still like and respect today. That's been my experience. Write on, my friend! xox