Why why why
Why be a blogger?
That’s the first question I have to answer tomorrow. I’m participating in a blogging workshop at Ohio Farm Bureau in Columbus. They want to know why I do what I do … why I carry my camera around everywhere, why I spend hours each week putting thoughts into words that hopefully spark an interest in people I know and strangers I’ve never met.
What does it mean to be a blogger?
I’m to explain blogger culture. Is it a hobby … way of life … passion … fleeting whim? How does blogging fit into my world? Because it’s a sure bet my experience is different from every other speaker and blogger in attendance.
And finally … a breakout session for advanced bloggers — folks that have a blog and regularly update it but want to know more. What should I tell them?
Thoughts swirl around in my head. I’ve been stewing and brewing for days. That’s how these things happen for me. A great story, a fabulous article, a presentation — I have a process and it’s the same no matter the situation.
I know what I need to do but I don’t. It’s always in the back of my mind, though. In the 11th hour thoughts spew from my furiously tapping fingertips in a gush of feeling and emotion and storytelling. Sometimes it comes easily and sometimes I have to pull it forth like a heavy bucket of water from a deep, dark well. Either way, the words take shape and the message becomes clear. What looks like procrastination to most is really my brain working out the story, the important parts … the things I value most about the subject.
And there it is … the goal, the main point of my message tomorrow and the reason I am a blogger. It’s for the things I value most: God, family, home — wrapped in a colorful package in the middle of farm country in rural Ohio. I treasure this life. I want my readers to value it as well — to respect it and appreciate it and come to love it, too.
That is why.