How Another Blogger Inspired Me to Keep Writing

On November 5th, I considered deleting my blog. It was in the breakup that I was going to find peace.

If you’ve been plugging away at social media for any length of time, you know it’s a huge commitment. And a huge time waster.

It’s easy to get sucked into the whirlwind. I’m just as guilty as the next person. We live in a cultural climate where “public preening and oversharing” are the norm. It’s a Me–Me–Me world, and gosh darn it, you’re gonna notice me.

“Look! I’m staring at a pile of potatoes.”

In order to stay relevant, the experts say I should be tweeting numerous times per day, posting once per week, and updating my instagram account hourly. I know what I should be doing in theory, but my heart is telling me something different.

Therein lies the paradox. And the reason behind my resistance. The exhibitionist nature of social media is wearing on me. I’m having a hard time accepting the narcissistic generation we’ve become.

Myself included.

I wasn’t sure how to resolve this internal tug-of-war. The short answer is I planned on walking away from WordPress. For good. I couldn’t justify the effort one has to pour into blogging, especially when it doesn’t yield a big return. Let’s face it, no one is making millions blogging for leisure.

I understand that most of us blog for a sense of community. Blogging makes us write better, communicate better, and ultimately listen better. I get it. The problem I have is when blogging to starts to interfere with my home life.

This was my mindset three weeks ago.

My thoughts started to shift on November 6th, when I received a message from Deborah Bryan, one of my treasured blogging pals. She invited me for coffee.

I first stumbled across Deb’s blog in 2012. I was immediately drawn to her tender spirit and sophisticated writing. Deb’s writing flows with graceful transitions, rhythmic sentence structure, and a passion that ignites the screen. She’s a true craftsman of the English language.

This woman is a godsend.
This woman is a godsend.

After texting back and forth, we finally settled on a date. The days leading up to November 20th, were filled with anxiety. You know, the kind of butterflies you get on a first date:

What if I don’t meet her expectations? Dress or pants? Flip flops or boots? Hug or handshake? I’m a hugger but I don’t want to invade her personal space. How do I ask her to take a picture with me? She’ll think I’m stalker. What if she doesn’t show up? Or worse, she shows up and we have nothing in common? What, then? Awkward silence . . .

Our time together was none of these things. We talked, we laughed, we ate, and talked some more. Well, the eating part is not entirely true. I was so excited to be sitting next to Deb in the flesh that I forgot to drink my coffee and eat my quiche.

I left the restaurant with a dry mouth and empty stomach but my heart was full.

Thanks, Deb. You restored my faith in friendships. You may have prolonged the lifespan of my blog, too.

I'm in love. Is there anything more to say?
I’m in love. Is there anything more to say?

In the spirit of fostering online friendships, I couldn’t resist throwing out some questions. I’m particularly eager to read your responses to question #3 and #6:

1. Do you have any ‘real life’ blogger friends?

2. Which blogger are you just dying to meet?

3. If you’re stranded on an island, which blogger would help you survive?

4. Do you remember the FIRST blogger you connected with online?

5. Some bloggers have cool jobs, anybody you’d like to swap careers with for a day?

6. There’s a dinner party coming up, which blogger would you love to be stuck in the kitchen with?

7. Favorite blog design?

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