I’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a podcast which ran its course in just 13 weeks, uncategorized things I had written in the past for two websites I was no longer current with, and finally, poetry… it all seemed out of place for the form known as blogging, or at least what I had come to know as “blogging” from a few of my fellow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.