I probably should have been back to blogging by now, but I think I was putting it off. And that’s a weird statement because I really enjoy blogging. I love having an outlet for my thoughts. It’s the coolest feeling to have someone take the time read and/or add to a topic I wrote about. But yeah, I was putting off coming back. Why?
Seems I forgot I was introverted.
If the science behind the book is correct, it turns out that Introverts are people who are over-sensitive to Dopamine, so too much external stimulation overdoses and exhausts them.
Whether the science behind it is right or not, that type of exhaustion is something I’m very familiar with. Put me in a room with too many people, even if I know everyone, and I can’t figure out how to get in on the conversation. I still have a good time listening to everyone, but it’s too much input and I literally get tired and want to be in my nice quiet living room. It might sound like I’m anti-social, but it’s just how my brain’s wired. In small groups it’s tough to shut me up.
Enter social media.
The perfect outlet for an introvert! I control the input, so no matter how big the group, I could handle it. The problem was I was having a blast. So much so, I wanted to more. More blogging. More Twitter and Facebook. More new people. More , more, MORE! And when my personal life got more hectic, I still wanted to cram in the fun I was having. This is so not like me. It’s no wonder I totally crashed.
Could I have managed my time better? Probably, but I also needed to recognize my limits and apply them to my goals. I want to write for a living and blogging is part of reaching that goal.
So what do I want for this blog and how do I want to accomplish it?
I’ve been trying to come up with an answer since I took my break. I might be over thinking this into uber complexity, but I can’t help it. I think. Lots and lots. And lots.
Anyway, after all my thinking I’ve figured out what I want to do with this blog. Real simple.
I’m going to blog about whatever I want. I already was doing this, but in a way I wasn’t.
The last thing I wanted to do was write boring articles and thanks to my awesome readers I know that never happened. But some days I’d spend a lot of time trying to figure out what to write about. Part of that was because I had specific topics in my head I wanted to stick to. We hear all the time we should do this to attract our target audience. That’s good advice, but despite having plenty to say on the topics I chose, I still felt restricted.
I had a semi schedule of talking about writing stuff on Tuesdays and pop culture on Thursdays. I wanted to take that further and have specific topics and days I’d be talking about them, complete with shiny, catchy titles. Like Marvelous Mondays!, Tumultuous Yet Terrific Tuesdays!, Days That End With The Letter Y Wednesdays! and so on. It would’ve been awesome, but alas, my brain doesn’t march to the beat of that drum. My hats off to you guys out there who can do it. It’s much better for me to tell you what’s on my mind when it’s there without considering the category it falls in. So as of now, the one and only category for this blog is ME.
So what makes up ME?
Oh so much. I probably the most interesting person in the universe, so get ready folks, you’re in for a real treat from here on out. The only schedule I plan on keeping is a posting one and I’ve made it super easy for myself.
A weekly gem of awesome that might be about what I’m watching, what I’m reading, random thoughts or something cool I learned and wanted to share.
I know other people struggle with what to blog about whether they’ve started one or are planning to. I’m sure this won’t be the last time I get all thinky about what I’m doing here. But I guess like anything else, if you’re not doing it for yourself first, it can become pointless. That’s where the joy of writing comes from for me. The selfish part. The part where if I was the only fan of my work, I wouldn’t care because I love what I’m doing. This is not to say my goals have changed. Making a career out of writing is still the goal, but somewhere along the way I lost sight of where I was going. I proclaim today the day I start getting back on track.
That ever happen to you? You get so wrapped up in achieving a goal, you lose sight of why wanted to do it in the first place?