Perfection is Crippling

I’ve come to a decision.  The decision is that this blog is not going to be perfect.  

It won’t have a clear focus, rather it will be a reflection of me – completely lacking focus and flooded with many unrelated interests, insecurities and idle chatter.  It will never be featured on bloglovin’ and it’s unlikely that I’ll ever be able to share a post with a title like “5 Ways to live the best life ever,” or “The secret to staying organized.”  I know nothing of those topics and can’t pretend I ever will.
The truth is, I used to blog all the time (like everyday) and then slowly stopped having the ability. Really.  It was like I had sunk slowly into quicksand and then suddenly found myself totally stuck, not quite sure how I got that way.  I still wanted to blog, but I didn’t know what to write; I had nothing to say.  I’ve had writer’s block for about 3 years now and I can only surmise that it was born from a pressure to define my blogging brand.  Find a category, climb in that box and start churning out SEO-rich content with Buzzfeed-esque titles to ensure popularity, which still may or may not come my way.  
It’s the one thing you hear over and over again at blogging conventions and social media meet-ups – Find your unique brand, your niche, and focus on that content.  Find your voice (how cheesy is that?) 
The prospect of having to not only “find my voice,” but also limit my writing to only one niche interest basically paralyzed me.  Thus my aforementioned decision has become necessary.  
When blogs were still young, the ones that I enjoyed reading the most were random, personal, and honest.  They focused on the day to day of some remarkable young women – Their relationships, their trials, their trivial interests.  As the blogging industry has exploded, it seems that simple, mundane, everyday honesty has taken a back seat to swish, magazine-style editorial and click-bait.  My hope is to embrace the old ways of blogging and I hope other people out there enjoy it too.  But if you don’t, I won’t judge you.  I’ll just secretly hate you, but still be perfectly pleasant to your face, cause that’s how I roll.  🙂 

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