I’ve been going back and forth in my head about whether or not I want to continue with this blog. I know “everyone says” that having a blog is integral to becoming successful as a writer in this age of social media, but I don’t do a very good job of keeping up with it and I think that might be more of a hindrance than a benefit. I’m not a talkative person and I’m finding it very hard to force myself to be talkative online. It goes against my nature. It also rubs up against my perception that nobody really cares what I have to say so why say it. (Please note that this isn’t a plea for sympathy, I’m simply giving all of the reasons why I’m contemplating this.)
I never have anything I want to talk about or that I think people would be interested in me talking about. I lead a very uninteresting life and I’m pretty sure that me talking about my cats, my husband, or the never-ending home remodel we’re engaged in would get boring very fast. I also don’t think people want me waxing on and on and on about my writing (which is very boring as well). I’m at a point in the publishing process where I can’t really talk about what’s going on for fear of alienating the wrong person by saying the wrong thing so I can’t even blog about that.
There are some people who can make their trip to the grocery store sound exciting, I’m not one of them. Yes, I’m a writer and if I put the effort into it I *could* make it exciting, but I’d rather put that effort into my actual writing. Unless I’m making an effort, I’m not somebody who can be flowery and poetic. I’m more prosaic and matter-of-fact in how I approach things.
I wish I could be more like Lilith SaintCrow or Jim C. Hines or John Scalzi or Cat Valente or Chuck Wendig. They all rock their blogs. I can only dream about being that witty and engaging.
I haven’t decided on a course of action yet, but I’ll definitely post about it here once a final decision is made.
The End Of Nowhere 
It took me a long time to get comfortable with my blogging. Even now sometimes it’s still a struggle and I suffer from the same “no one cares” and “I don’t have anything interesting to say” feelings you mentioned. I think the trick really is finding something you’re passionate about and taking about it without the worry of if people will find it interesting.
🙂 For what it’s worth I’d be totally jazzed to read about your home renovation. I think stuff like that is fascinating.
K
The sad thing is that there’s nothing I’m really passionate about. You know those whole “If money was no object and you could spend your life doing the one thing that you love, what would it be?” type questions? I have no answer for them. 😦
I’m finding my website a much more manageable tool, and I suspect in the future it will serve me better than a blog. There is a blog on the site, but I only post weekly and it’s usually a short post based around a photo or something like that. Then I use my “bulletin board” to give a pithy update on my personal stuff, and voila, done.
Not every writer is cut out to blog. I think it’s better to find a promotional tool that works for you instead of trying to force yourself into a box.
Also? Maybe the key isn’t finding your passions, because you already have three: your husband, your writing and your house. Maybe it’s more about finding new ways to play and things that amuse you, at least now and again. 🙂
I read your blog every day. 😉 But I can see where it might not be a fit for you, and that’s totally okay.
Cheers,
E.