Monday, August 2
On Becoming Bloggerwise
She, bless her heart, tried to convince me that I am indeed a Good Blogger. She, sweet soul that she is, claimed that she loves my writing and doesn't mind when I talk about poops. She, precious angel, must be a little off her rocker.
I countered that the best blogs, and the authors of such, are the ones that have a distinctive voice. In this day in the digital age, there is a blog meme for almost any topic, career, life choice, hobby, and taste. Some of my favorites are written by authors I enjoy/admire, friends who have a self-deprecating side, women who write nonsense until it makes perfect sense, tips for pre-literacy projects (seriously, she is a goldmine of ideas for teaching young minds through play), practical ways to practice your faith, a little bit of snark and a whole lot of funny, and one featuring stick people.
You know. Just a few of my favorite blogs.
But, each of them focuses one main theme. (Except maybe Kerri's and Audreya's. You never know with those two.) My uncertainty with my own blogging style is that I don't have a style.
Sometimes I write about my awesome husband who buys me things, sometimes about our grand plans to grow things or to make our life a little more prairie-ish, and sometimes I write about my kid getting a haircut.
I suppose my "theme" is nothing more than a window into my little world. I don't have aspirations of becoming a nationally known blogger. I don't want someone to make a movie out of my bloglife (ok, maybe that wouldn't be totally uncool), I don't want to become obsessed with the wildly fluctuating hit/subscriber/commenter numbers.
I just want a place to record (woefully un-often) my thoughts, my rants, my cute babies' faces. I guess I could keep a journal and make scrapbooks....
but who would comment on them?
So, what makes a blog worth reading? Why do you give a blog an honored spot on your Google Reader list? And what superawesome blogs am I not reading yet?