Stuff and Things

stuff and things xI’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again,

“I am NOT a blogger.”

I know that’s confusing, for bloggers and non-bloggers alike, because… BLOG.  THIS BLOG.  THIS BLOG you are reading.  Right NOW.

So, for those who don’t know me well…and that would be most of you… here’s how I have navigated the phrase, “I am not a blogger”.

I am a writer.  First and foremost, beyond all other labels, I am and will always be, a writer.  Not a blogger.  Not a poet.  Not an author.  A writer.  Even though I maintain a blog, and I have a whole book of published poetry.  So what, for me, started out as a blog, then became a place to post what I’ll call, for lack of a better term “content”… like a podcast which ran its course in just 13 weeks, uncategorized things I had written in the past for two websites I was no longer current with, and finally, poetry… it all seemed out of place for the form known as blogging, or at least what I had come to know as “blogging” from a few of my fellow bloggers, most of whom I barely read.

Until this year.

This year, everything I knew changed.  All the stuff and all the things.  About life.  About writing.  About blogging.

I went from writer to author, seemingly overnight.  With the unforeseen help and tireless teaching, editing, and emotional hand-holding of a friend and genuine blogger, I finished and published my first book.  Then, over the remainder of the summer, without warning, I saw what blogging really could be.  Not for expanding my contacts list.  Not for sales and marketing.  Not even for the joy of having others read my words.

But for experiencing life through others, beyond my writer’s walls.

And, with this actual BLOG post, I’m ready to call myself a BLOGGER.  Finally.  Once and for all.  Without fanfare.  Just acceptance that what I’ve been told is true, and there’s an entire world of writers and authors, bloggers and humans, out there.  Beyond my walls.  Beyond their own walls.  Ready to say hello.

So, without knowing what I’m doing, today I am Bill Friday, blogger.  With no agenda, no axe to grind, and no idea what I’m doing.  All I’ve got is a title.  These posts, mixed in with the poems and podcasts, will be known as “Stuff and Things”.  Because, as my friend and genuine blogger has told me on more than one occasion, that’s all a blog, and life, is really about…

The stuff, and things.

16 thoughts on “Stuff and Things

  1. I truly want to say congrats …but you gotta be the strangest person I don’t really know. I have just, as in recently, as in I mean within the last two weeks, started an unfinished (because I’m learning Photoshop and AI) new website for my VOs and … and am starting a BLOG (and I’m not a blogger, either) which (and this is absolutely, hand-to-God the truth) the name WAS going to be ‘Stuffin Things’ … or ‘Things’n Stuff’ … and now my blog’s name is dust, you have to come up with some very ‘Bill Friday Clever’ idea … Anyway … congrats.

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  2. Love it. I tend to call myself, at least in my own head, and whenever someone calls out my imperfections, an artist! Because being an artist, I can sing without always having to be in tune, I can write without always being grammatically correct, and I can post whenever the hell I feel like it. Hey, I’m an artist! My first entries into writing were as a kid, creating comic books, back when I did have some artistic drawing skills… my pictures were not always in proportion (but hey, I’m an artist.) Welcome to the ownership of blogger land. I’m working my way there as well. (I’ll tell people I have a blog, but I don’t think I’ve ever said out loud, I’m a blogger.)

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  3. Firstly, stick figures count as art. Ask any child. I wholeheartedly concur, for whatever that is worth. Secondly, you’re a blogger, which means you get to do what you want in this space. As if you hadn’t been doing that already … ❤

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  4. I thoroughly enjoyed this Blog post.

    A little story, maybe funny, maybe not. I received your book in the middle of our NICU stay and moving into our new apartment. It was placed on the counter for later. We finally got everything in, and almost all of the books put into bookshelves. I found your package in placed the book with the rest of the books I have from people that I know. I took out the card and showed it to my wife. She really liked it and asked me to put it on the fridge. I did so and went to sit in my recliner. She inspected how it did and exclaimed “No, this deserves to be higher!” and moved it up to the very top. I guess she REALLY likes it. Well done.

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