After ten months of bearing my soul and clinging to my anonymity, of second guessing every word and of being bold, of connecting with people and with myself, I’ve finally reached a huge blogging milestone–my 100th post!
I have a confession. I didn’t start blogging because I thought I had some important story to tell and I didn’t start blogging with the expectation of becoming apart of some kind of community. In fact, I started blogging with absolutely no direction at all.
I’d just finished the first draft of my second book and among the plethora of self-publishing advice on the web, I kept hearing about something called an “author platform.” Apparently it was pretty essential and since I was considering independently releasing my first book that December, I thought I better get on it. I did my research but it was all for naught. All of the advice I was reading felt like it was encouraging me to put on some kind of face, to be disingenuous for the sake of gaining readers. And even though I preferred my privacy, I decided that if I was going to create some kind of online identity, it had to be real. So I signed up for wordpress and then I went in blind.
I had no idea what I was doing or even what I wanted to be doing. This blog had absolutely no vision when I first set out. And even after all that time I’d spent looking at what other successful bloggers were doing, I realized that it was pointless. Because I’m not interested in re-creating anyone’s success or following in someone’s footsteps. Trying to capture that “it” factor isn’t the way to connect with people. But that’s what blogging is about. And even if that’s not why I sought it out in the first place, that’s exactly what I got.
I have met some amazing people online–generous, encouraging, talented people who’s friendships are worth much more than any potential sales I could have made by trying to turn this thing into a marketing ploy. And that’s what I want to celebrate today. Not the numbers or the stats. But the people who have guided me and encouraged me and left comments and shared my posts and sent me amazing emails.
100 posts doesn’t feel like a lot. In fact, I feel like I’m just on the cusp of getting this whole blogging thing down. But I never would have gotten to this milestone at all if people hadn’t reached out to me every step of the way; if I hadn’t felt heard. It was that encouragement from total strangers that gave me the courage to keep sharing, to divulge things I’d always preferred to keep secret, to show myself totally unfiltered in all my imperfect glory.
So thank you to everyone who’s taken the time out of their day to read my blog and to follow me on this journey toward making my dreams come true. It means so much more than you could ever know and has truly been a huge gift during this past year and a half when I was living so far away from my friends and family. I hope that you’ll continue to read the next 100 posts, and that with each one you can always take away the kind of encouragement and support that you’ve all shown me.