The funny thing about blogging is you’re supposed to demonstrate some sort of skill or expertise about something. Otherwise, a blog is kind of a diary you share online, and if that’s what you’re into, then I guess that’s what Live Journal is for.
Or, a blog should demonstrate insight into something, an uncommon truth or lesson gleaned from both the extraordinary and the mundane.
I enjoy reading these things, and I enjoy (attempting) to write them. But I noticed something interesting, and even slightly annoying, lately:
Everybody is an expert. And I mean everyone.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve discovered a lot of fantastic, useful information and motivation on blogs, social media, and so on. It’s just that–damn!–the braggadocio levels are out of control.
I know that if you don’t promote or believe in yourself, no one else will but my God man, over the Internet, anybody can say they’re anything! Why should you listen to anyone or swallow advice whole without thinking critically?
There are people who pass the sniff test, of course–professional athletes and trainers, business people and parents–who have a proven record of success, have clearly thought their ideas through, and show themselves, warts and all. Take them more seriously.
There are others I’m missing, of course. But a lot of blogging seems to involve words with little action behind them.
Which brings me to me. Sorry to say, I have no expertise in anything. It sort of makes me wonder why I’m keeping this blog, beyond liking to write.
I mean, my most popular posts tend to be a) book, movie, and other product reviews, amd b) posts about religion.
So my audience–whatever that is–likes to a) read about stuff before they spend money on it, and b) God.
Does this mean I should focus on those instead of the other stuff I like to write about–culture, music, the law (booooring), fatherhood, a little politics?
Maybe. That’s A/B testing, right?
And maybe that’s the way forward. My problem with blogging is this: I don’t think I really have any great insights into anything.
I’m not saying this to get sympathy, because that’s pathetic. I am just being honest and self-reflective.
I harbor no illusions about being particularly good at anything or writing useful “self-improvement” type stuff. I have a very short track record of proven success, and it seems silly writing as though I were THE MAN.
What I am is a guy who has made a lot of mistakes in life and has spent almost a decade trying to undo the damage. I’m a guy who doesn’t like where he is in life, but doesn’t really want to blog exclusively about that. I’m a guy who’s trying to get some writing published and thought a blog would be a good way to a) get my name out there and b) get practice (it is).
But mainly, I’m a guy who just wants to matter in the world.
The weird thing is that I do. We all do. What I’m referring to is external validation.
It’s funny, right? No wonder I’m into music: There is nothing like the affection of a crowd. There is no other feeling. From professional to amateur, we’re all a little cracked in the head like that, I guess.
And yet, I have God, so I really don’t need this. It’s a weird push-pull, and I guess having both is what keeps me sane.
I also have my family, and while the situation hasn’t been ideal for over a year, it’s still better than not having a family.
So what’s next for my little on-line adventures?
I don’t know, but I am going to take a blogging hiatus and really think about what I want to do with this.
Rebrand/redesign? Refocus? Start a new one? Keep plugging along?
I don’t know yet. That’s what a hiatus is for.
As always, you can find me on Twitter, Gab, and Instagram. Say hi; I do write back.
And as always, thanks for reading. God bless.