Thirty-Day Blog Posting Challenge

I challenged myself to a thirty-day blogograma. This is day six. I tried this once before. Bust. This time, I am determined to follow through.

Why do this? Blogging is work. I’m talking about writing that means something. Okay, that’s judgmental and I apologize. All writing means something to someone, even if it’s only the person who put their fingers on the keys and actually pushed them down.

I haven’t done the research, so I don’t know where the term “blog” came from. I probably shouldn’t admit that, but there it is, out in the open. Maybe it’s an acronym, something like: Boisterous Longitudinal Ostentatious Gushings. No, it has to be better than that.

Begin Lasting Outreach Gatherings. Now that might be good for a church blog. Especially in relation to restarting face-to-face, or side-to-side, or mask-to-mask, or six-feet-to-six-feet-space-box gatherings.

How about Breaking Long Obvious Goofs. You know, writing about the kinds of things that have been around forever, but no one knows why and no one bothers to find out. However, if you do actually take a step to question something that has been around since there was dirt, you are attacked, despised, slandered, unfriended, blocked, unfollowed, and otherwise placed on the poop list, so you just know it would be better to leave it alone. It’s always been there, so stay away.

Maybe it’s Blending Life’s Occasional Grandeur. Good things do happen to everybody, at least a few times. A blog is a way to rake it all together and give it a title.

Blunders Long Overlooked Glowing. It could be a blog about the funny mistakes people have made that should be remembered. Oh, wait. We already have that! They’re called “Fails”! Millions and millions of fails.

Better Leave Our Group is a blog you send to someone by insinuation. You write an obscure message that seems to maybe be saying something, sort of, that a person just might take to mean their departure from a social group is desired. It contains plausible deniability because the message can’t be pinned on an individual.

Because Love Outlasts Grief. That could be a good one.

Where did I leave my coffee?

How Did You Find Your Niche?

Do you have a niche? How did you know it was right for you?

I need your help. I have been writing for many years. I have written four books, somewhere in excess of a thousand total pages. I have been published many times in curricula and periodicals. I had a weekly column in a local newspaper for two years. Writing has never been a problem, except for maybe being too wordy. My motto has always been, “why say something in ten words when you can say it in forty?” I’m like a friend once said, “The only way that guy could have said less is if he had talked longer.”

Blogging is driving me crazy! I can’t seem to get it right. Maybe I have read too much and I’m making it too hard. I read, “Don’t be personal.” Then someone else says, “Make sure it’s personal.” A blog authority says, “Keep it short.” Another says, “If you’re saying what you need to in five paragraphs, you don’t really have anything to say.” Someone with a ton of followers says, “Be passionate!” A writer with even more followers says, “Make sure you’re not too passionate about what you’re saying. You don’t want to drive people away.” Ahhhhhh!!

This whole thing about “niche” is mind-boggling! I know the definition. The problem is I can’t seem to find mine. I’m a pretty smart person. I’ve had a ton of experiences in many things, probably most of which no one would care about. I’m pretty talented. (Someone said, “If you don’t toot your own horn it won’t get tooted.”) But there are lots of really talented people around no one has ever heard of.

Not only have I done a bunch of writing for readers, I’ve written a big boat-load of music. Most of it absolutely worthless, not worth the space on the manuscript paper. Putting words together isn’t the problem. My problem is settling on something as a niche and sticking with it.

I’m not interested in writing a public diary as a blog. I don’t understand people who take pictures of what they’re eating and write about it. I don’t want to be like a pinball, bouncing around from one topic to the other.

So, I need help. I’m sincerely asking you for your advice. A plebe, a freshman, a neophyte, a beginner humbly asking for assistance.

How long have you been blogging?

What was your experience when you were first getting started?

Where did you find inspiration?

How did you keep going when it seemed like nothing was working?

I’m not trying to make money. I don’t have a website to which I’m trying to drive traffic. Is blogging worth the effort just as an expression of yourself?

Anything else you can offer that you think would be helpful, I will appreciate. Thank you for your time. And, thank you for being an example of how to be blogger.

I’m Learning

Okay, I changed the title of my blog for the…I don’t remember.  Maybe the 8th time.  When I told my wife I was calling it Worded Blurb, she was confused, so I knew it was a dumb idea.  Obviously, the blog is not always going to be about coffee, but when I write, coffee is always close by, even if I’ve already had ten cups.  As is the case right now.  My mug is just to my left.

Yesterday, I was thinking about writing, which I do a lot.  It occurred to me that in order to be a good fiction writer you have to be a pretty good liar.  Honestly.  This is not a reflection on any writer, anywhere.  Only me.  Think about it!  A person has to be able to make up stories that are not true, which, in essence, makes them lies, in order to convince someone else the story is real.  Right?  If the writer can’t make the reader believe the story is true, she won’t get lost in the plot, engulfed in the scene and fall in love with or hate the characters.

When you think about it, this includes all fiction, written, filmed, portrayed, acted.  Take sitcoms for example.  Lies!  And that’s good!  Real life is funny, sad, heartbreaking, confusing, and unpredictable.  Billions of dollars proves it works.  People love to be fooled!

Commercials drive me nuts, especially the ones about drugs.  Some older, good looking guy tells us his body is not what it used to be, so he can’t run twenty mile marathons in the same time he once did.  And right about now, in very small print, the text says, “Actor Portrayal.”  That means this guy probably hasn’t run a race since he was in junior high phys-ed class!  I know it’s crazy, but that really bugs me!

So, does it bother me to read endless murder mysteries by an author with the same two main characters?  Of course not!  I love those!

So, what we end up with, is coffee.  Writing, plotting, scheming, editing, creating and wiping out characters, becoming upset when a character begins to take over even though we didn’t plan it that way.  Who does he think he is!  That’s when you sit back, and drink more coffee.  Maybe even go get your favorite barista special.

Life really is a lot of fiction.  Even the stuff that’s true, because everything is by interpretation.  I need some more coffee.

Have a great day.

-Dale Parsons