Last night, I began to work on constructing this silly little blog project, focusing intently on creating an image header that wasn’t part of the default template, and making sure that my sidebar will look just exactly how I want it to. I posted this test post to see what it would look like. After Kris came home from an arduous night of shopping, she looked over my should and said “So is this your blog that you’ve been talking about”. “Yes”, I said, “try out the comments and see how it works”. She reached over and typed I don’t get blogs, but they are fun to read.
I’ve set up a blog of varying ideas a few different times in the past. I’ve started a blog about who-knows how many hundreds of times, but never posted more than one or two posts, and then the blog slowly fades to nothing. There was a time when I often posted to a blog that contained, for the most part, non-sensical ramblings about nothing of any particular value. In fact, the entire thing read more like a personal journal of what I was thinking that particular day, good or bad. That particular blog was actually, by times, I suppose a pretty interesting read. It often provided a raw look into what was really on my mind at some given point in time. The problem arose when people other than myself started reading it. I never thought much about what I wrote, until people I knew started reading what I had written.
For a while I continued to write, but I could sense two things. First, I began to have a dwindling interest in expressing my thoughts in such a public way, as word spread among my friends and family that I was doing so. Second, there was an increased semi-concious filtering of my own writing, for fear that I might write something that wasn’t necessarily what I would want so-and-so to read. Even writing something as simple as “Last night, I had a sort of crummy night” (a typical sort of post on my former personal blog) could have undesireable consequences, because it was very possible, even likely, that those who were reading my blog were the same people that I may have spent time with that previous night…..and it may have been that case that I didn’t necessarily want them to know that I’d had a crummy night.
As circumstance would have it, needless to say, my former blog began to have fewer and fewer posts. All this happened about the same time I fell in love and got married and got busy with stuff in life that became important to me (like my wife). Then I had kids. Then my blog was not.
I’ve considered blogging a few times since then, often starting a blog or tinkering with a page design, never really having the full desire or taking the time to get anything off the ground, but always having some desire to write.
As of late, I’ve been more seriously considering the idea again. I considered making some sort of “topic-specific” blog, toying with the idea of a blog focused on Christianity and the Bible, or, since I have taken to reading several personal finance blogs recently, something along those lines (as if I know anything about personal finance, but more writing to come on that subject in the future). Unfortunately, by creating a topic specific blog, I felt I was limiting myself in that I wouldn’t be as free to write about other things that I want to, like my kids, or food, or geek-life, or whatever. This is especially true since I had almost decided to go with a Christian/Bible/Apologetics focused blog, which really leaves little room to stray from the main topics.
So, with that said, welcome to timthink. I hope you enjoy.
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