What I Don't ShareI've just spent many hours this weekend...
What I Don't Share
I've just spent many hours this weekend reading through the blogs people mentioned as a result of my previous post (Pimp your blog.) I tried to comment on each one (a few wouldn't accept my comments, so I had to give up.) On many blogs, I clicked through to other blogs, and found myself in yet another layer of amazing places.
This experience has left me in awe of people's lives, and how much you share of your family, passions, homes, animals, lives, and thoughts. It's been an eye-opener as to the range of topics and openness one can experience on a blog.
In this blog I share stories about our farm, which sometimes feels like too narrow a focus. As a result, there are many things that I don't share.
...I don't share how insecure I am as a writer, and how publishing 8 books in 6 years has wrecked havoc with my waistline. (It turns out a piece of soft bread slathered with butter is not a cure for insecurity.) I don't like that I'm insecure, but it doesn't go away, no matter how many books I've published. And, strangely enough, these extra 30 pounds aren't going away either.
...I don't share how hard it can be to maintain a long-term relationship. Every relationship has rough times, but these last few years there were moments when I thought the train was going to derail. To continue the metaphor, we thankfully are once again back on track.
...I don't share how hard it is for me to express my emotions, such as my deep gratitude to those people who read my books, who like them, and who take the time to tell me. (This helps a bit with the insecurity mentioned above.) Or how thankful I am that my life is filled with kind people, that I'm healthy, fairly sane, and am able to do what I love every day.
...I don't share that it's hard for me to hug strangers even though I'd like to. Perhaps I should consider that when someone has read your memoir and knows a great deal about you, they really aren't strangers. So should we ever meet, please don't hesitate to give me a hug... It'll be good for me.
I've just spent many hours this weekend reading through the blogs people mentioned as a result of my previous post (Pimp your blog.) I tried to comment on each one (a few wouldn't accept my comments, so I had to give up.) On many blogs, I clicked through to other blogs, and found myself in yet another layer of amazing places.
This experience has left me in awe of people's lives, and how much you share of your family, passions, homes, animals, lives, and thoughts. It's been an eye-opener as to the range of topics and openness one can experience on a blog.
In this blog I share stories about our farm, which sometimes feels like too narrow a focus. As a result, there are many things that I don't share.
...I don't share how insecure I am as a writer, and how publishing 8 books in 6 years has wrecked havoc with my waistline. (It turns out a piece of soft bread slathered with butter is not a cure for insecurity.) I don't like that I'm insecure, but it doesn't go away, no matter how many books I've published. And, strangely enough, these extra 30 pounds aren't going away either.
...I don't share how hard it can be to maintain a long-term relationship. Every relationship has rough times, but these last few years there were moments when I thought the train was going to derail. To continue the metaphor, we thankfully are once again back on track.
...I don't share how hard it is for me to express my emotions, such as my deep gratitude to those people who read my books, who like them, and who take the time to tell me. (This helps a bit with the insecurity mentioned above.) Or how thankful I am that my life is filled with kind people, that I'm healthy, fairly sane, and am able to do what I love every day.
...I don't share that it's hard for me to hug strangers even though I'd like to. Perhaps I should consider that when someone has read your memoir and knows a great deal about you, they really aren't strangers. So should we ever meet, please don't hesitate to give me a hug... It'll be good for me.
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