Like Sands Through the Hour Glass…

by statia on February 2, 2010

One of the things I have on my trusty notepad of “things to blog about” (one of those things on my list also includes “cat shit mouth.” Yeah. Stay tuned for that one), was just how long I’ve been at this nonsense. Chris posted an interview with himself, which makes for a good segue into what keeps me blogging.

Often, I go into  my archives.  I try to do it once a day.  Not to be narcissistic, but I like to go back on that very day, maybe two, three, even 6 years ago, and see what I was doing on that very day.   It’s like a look into my life, that sometimes, doesn’t even feel like my own.   My writing back in the day, while still candid, was really, well, just crap.   Maybe it’s like listening to yourself on a recording.  You think you sound like a choad.   Maybe my writing is still crap, and I’m just delusional. Yet, I go back into my archives and some of the stuff I read, I think “damn, I was really fucking funny.  What the hell happened?”

Regardless of whether or not my writing really is just a steaming pile of dog shit, or whether it’s award winning.  It’s my writing.   I ignore the cringe factor and enjoy that I’ve kept at something for so long.  It’s now a part of me.  It’s ingrained in me to just… blog.   I’ve often thought of quitting, but blogging, I can’t quit you.   I love seeing the evolution of myself.  I went from being recently divorced, to single and dating (what a disaster that was) to married again, and then with kids.  I think that’s kind of awesome to have that sort of chronicle of ones life.  I love that I’ve been around for a long time.  I read the comments on posts from years ago, and I wonder what happened to those people?   Blogs just come and go.   But me?  I’ve stuck with it.   I’m actually proud of that.  8 years.  I’m geriatric in terms of blogging.

And now it’s your turn.

{ 11 comments }

jesser February 2, 2010 at 4:32 pm

That’s pretty much the same reason I blog … I like that record, especially of the kids, since I am crap about stuff like baby books. I have been blogging about 5.5 years (aug 2004, as I recall). And most of my early stuff was umm.. really f*ing boring.

buzz February 2, 2010 at 5:17 pm

I hate blogging. No wait, I love blogging. No I hate blogging. Wait, no…what?

Ugh.

Veronica February 2, 2010 at 6:32 pm

In comparison, I’m just a baby with almost 2 and a half years under my belt. But I’m proud of it, in it’s cringe-worthiness.

becky February 3, 2010 at 1:12 am

I finally transported all of my archives back to Aug 2003 over to my site. I know I started in the summer of 2002, though, just before my 8-day fishing trip. I don’t know what happened to those posts, though. Yeah, sometimes I feel like telling all the whippersnappers to get off my lawn.

geohde February 3, 2010 at 6:42 am

I’ve been whining to the world at large since? um, 2005? or is it 2007? I have no earthly idea. I just keep complaining.

That’s the general theme.

btss February 3, 2010 at 2:20 pm

Okay, so yeah…ancient. ;) I’ve been at it for seven years, although I’ve changed my blog home several times and my archives sit, mostly unread, on my desktop. I suppose, in time, I will go it and change all of my personal info and identifiers and filter them back into my blog. I think I’m just about ready, actually. My archives would show my horrible, unstable marriage, my poorly suited choice of nursing school, my divorce, and…finding love again. I think it’s a story worth telling, even if only for my own sake. :)

Huy February 3, 2010 at 5:32 pm

Yeah, I’ve been around for a while. I’m still trying to get back into the swing (I’ve been saying that for 2 years now). I used to do it for the firs kid. But then my craptastic old host decided to get hacked and I lost all my archives. My fault really since I didn’t have it backed up. Ever since then, I kinda lost my motivation and pithiness. I’m still trying.

PiquantMolly February 3, 2010 at 6:15 pm

I hardly ever blog anymore, though I suppose that could change. But I’m the same as you — I look at my old posts and think, “Shit I was funny. What the hell has happened to me?”

Staz February 3, 2010 at 11:33 pm

I’ve been blogging since 2002 and sometimes I can’t believe it’s even been that long. What’s harder for me to believe is that people were blogging before that. Insane, but it is pretty awesome to go through my archives and see how I’ve evolved as a person and a writer. Though unlike you, I don’t think I was really funny. I just think “Damn girl, how many stupid quizzes did you need to do in a day? Shit.”

jenG February 4, 2010 at 9:04 am

I read my first blog in 2001. I started one shortly after (on Blogger) and kept it for a couple of years. I started blogging in myspace (it seemed like a good idea at the time and everyone was already there), and then, in a fit of…oh, probably self-loathing, I deleted the first blog. I shouldn’t have, and I wish I could get it back, but it got to the point where I couldn’t ignore what I was writing, so I deleted it! Problem solved! Except I was writing about a bad relationship that became a bad (first) marriage…

I got sick of myspace, bought my domain, and started using Wordpress in 2008–that’s when I decided to just go public with the blogging. When I joined facebook, I set my page to import my posts…because, again, everyone’s already there. My readers (read: friends and aged aunts) have always been more comfortable with the social shit than with, say, RSS. Sadly, that’s where most of my comments happen, too.

Mostly, though, I do it for me. I have to write–that’s non-negotiable–and I’m all about documentation. And sometimes what I have to say resonates with someone else, which just makes it even more worth the effort.

This year, I’d like to redesign it and stop using Wordpress. We’ll see how that goes…

Yo-yo Mama February 6, 2010 at 11:55 pm

I’m with Buzz: love, hate, love, hate.

I’ve only been blogging since 2005, but there are very few of the people who I still read or who still comment that are out there. VERY few. I prefer to believe it’s because they moved on. But most of the time I think it’s because I no longer have the drama of failed IVFs and miscarriages and whatever else. I use to be told I was funny. I haven’t heard that in a really long time even though technically I am happier. Weird, huh?

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