I’m going to let you in on a little secret. When strangers ask me what I do for work my typical response is to tell them that I’m a writer. It’s very vague and broad… I KNOW. There’s always a follow up question asking for at LEAST an industry reference and I usually give beauty. 9 times out of 10, it ends there. I NEVER say I own a celebrity gossip website. I NEVER say I have an event planning business and I most certainly never profess that I’m a blogger.
Why? Or should I say why NOT…
Because I never wanted to deal with the 20 minute conversation that came with the response. For many years (remember I started in 2005), people were so fascinated with the notion.
You’re a blogger? Your husband stays home with the kids? How can I jump in this game? Can you teach me? How can I make money online? Can you help me? Can you SET UP MY BLOG?
And believe me – I’ve done it a thousand times and for friends I will do it a thousand times more. But there comes a point where you don’t want to duck and hide anymore from the unwarranted impromptu consultant gigs. I mean… I’m tired of talking about the cost of servers and how to open up a Twitter account while dress shopping at TJ Maxx! There’s a time and a place for everything and it’s not in the middle of my cousin’s wedding!
But thankfully, we’ve come to a day and age where everyone knows what a blog is and… ACTUALLY everyone pretty much has their own blog. So, the questions are subsiding. Peace is returning within the chaos and I finally feel like I can come out of the shadows.
Today, was the FIRST time in about THREE years that when someone asked me what I did for a living I told them I was a blogger. And I know they didn’t register the slight pause I had before saying what I said but it was like I finally cracked through my shell and I just let it all go.
I’m a blogger.
The two second pause that my body and mind presented before the answer was long enough for me to stream a million “what ifs” in my head.
What if they want to start a blog? What if they don’t like bloggers? What if they don’t think blogging is a real profession? What if they start asking me about monetization?
But I pushed through the pause and just let it all go. This is it. This has been it for many, many, MANY years. And I’m not a betting woman (ok I am), but my guess is this is going to be my life for many years to come.
I’m a blogger.
And it felt so good. Sunshine was beaming inside me of and I felt like I just confessed my dirty little secret. I know this sounds so bizarre to my online friends and readers. Of course I’m a blogger! But in the real (non-virtual) world, I’m VERY VERY quiet about what I do to people in passing.
Today I had the wonderful opportunity of sitting on a panel for an internal P&G event in Cincinnati. I was the only blogger and as I represented my space (I hope accurately) I felt a great pride. Not only because I was speaking to the representatives of brands I know and love but because I am a blogger and bloggers get to do great things.
So yeah… I’m a blogger.
(photo credit: Marie-Laure Salvado)
Not sure if this post is going to make sense to my online readers because we obviously all live in a very digital space. But the point of it all is that I was freed from something that I did to myself a long time ago. And I am one happy camper… err… blogger… err … you get what I mean. 🙂