There has been a lot of time spent trying to make the perfect idea. There has been countless false starts and half-tailed attempts. There were times where I was ready to stop on the idea of a blog altogether.
The past means nothing though. There's this post, at the moment, as well as the posts that will have it. My blog is finally here, and I'm ready to start putting my writing available to the world to discover.
Where do you start though? I actually have a bunch of ideas for this website. I really could just dive straight into that. The concept doesn't feel right though. There's a tone that I wish to strike here. I wish for you, the reader, to feel like you actually know me and can (hopefully) correspond with me. So today is all about me: who I am just and why I'm achieving this.
I promise my ego won't shine through too strongly (let's ease into this), so please read on:
Who Am I?
I'd want to pretend that I'm someone special, and that blogging was this excellent destiny that I'm finally fulfilling but that will be somewhat within the top. I'm only a normal guy, by using a super normal name (Joe).
I work a typical job which has a pretty strict social networking/blogging policy, and so i won't be referring to it much here. I actually have a reliable relationship using a wonderful woman. Actually, we hit our first anniversary! I've been writing online inside my spare time for 5yrs now, and also the act has surprisingly fit me just like a glove.
You wouldn't realize it initially, but I prefer to talk. It doesn't matter exactly what the subject is. If I find out about it, then I'll quickly find a way to make things in to a debate or a lesson. Should I don't understand the subject well, I morph to the consummate student: asking them questions and taking things from different angle. There's the social stuff too, but I'm more likely to want to speak about an enterprise move than I am just about Kim K's latest selfie.
It's that longing for interaction and intellectual debate which has type of set me up for writing (along with the modest success that I've observed in the field) but that's a story for the following section.
So, Why Writing?
You understand, I just despised writing before age 21. It had been my least favorite course of action in education. The act was cumbersome, it was actually the standardized test that we performed the worst on, and there were a million better items that I was thinking I really could do with my time.
I remained competent at the very least during my abilities though. Having a mother and step-father who are both perfectionist high school graduation English teachers will work that to you. I couldn't afford college after being compelled to move out though, thus it was a great deal of fast food work and never much writing for the first years of my adulthood.
Then, the period that I like to call my "Great Depression" hit. My girlfriend back then broke on top of me, and started dating my roommate. I hated my junk food job, and quit immediately. The bills were to arrive though, so I turned to the Internet for work.
I had a good run being a freelance writer for a long time but writing the less-end stuff set me up to get a pretty intense burnout. I ended up just going completely from the grid for roughly annually, and yes it was the greatest thing for me personally and my writing.
Instead of writing for clients, I would step out on the hike using a notebook and simply jot down posts and articles of my own. They've never seen the sunshine of day (plus they won't now), mostly mainly because they were pretty rough.
I started to build up an actual style though, and learned a whole lot about what I liked to create and what I'm about as being a person also. At my core I'm a trainer/explainer. I wish to become the smartest guy in the room, partially for my own, personal ego but mostly because I really like having the solutions to everyone's problems.
I finally hit my stride in 2014. I realized the kind of person I dreamed of being. Furthermore, i discovered that writing was my perfect platform. Being able to lay things out, some time right after the other, guaranteed i could say the things i found it necessary to say.
"I Wanna Be The Very Best..."
And so the adoration for writing has truly been ignited in me, why wait so long to get started on a blog? There are two reasons: self-doubt about the caliber of my writing, stemming from too little topic.
Every writer online says you need to niche down. You need to focus on one very specific thing making your life concerning this. It's simply not the kind of person i am. I want to be the ideal at exactly what I could. Focusing on one subject would be a death knell.
Thus I manned up and chose to shun the "comfort zone" thought of one niche. My comfort zone is on a generic site, covering whatever matters in my opinion or my readers at any given moment.
With all the subject problem solved, I'm not worried much about quality anymore. I'm hyper-competitive as you would expect. Seeing that I actually have my wheelhouse, it really is my only goal to dominate it. Every piece which i put out will almost certainly serve a defined purpose. Every new piece is going to be better than the very last.
The past means nothing though. There's this post, at the moment, as well as the posts that will have it. My blog is finally here, and I'm ready to start putting my writing available to the world to discover.
Where do you start though? I actually have a bunch of ideas for this website. I really could just dive straight into that. The concept doesn't feel right though. There's a tone that I wish to strike here. I wish for you, the reader, to feel like you actually know me and can (hopefully) correspond with me. So today is all about me: who I am just and why I'm achieving this.
I promise my ego won't shine through too strongly (let's ease into this), so please read on:
Who Am I?
I'd want to pretend that I'm someone special, and that blogging was this excellent destiny that I'm finally fulfilling but that will be somewhat within the top. I'm only a normal guy, by using a super normal name (Joe).
I work a typical job which has a pretty strict social networking/blogging policy, and so i won't be referring to it much here. I actually have a reliable relationship using a wonderful woman. Actually, we hit our first anniversary! I've been writing online inside my spare time for 5yrs now, and also the act has surprisingly fit me just like a glove.
You wouldn't realize it initially, but I prefer to talk. It doesn't matter exactly what the subject is. If I find out about it, then I'll quickly find a way to make things in to a debate or a lesson. Should I don't understand the subject well, I morph to the consummate student: asking them questions and taking things from different angle. There's the social stuff too, but I'm more likely to want to speak about an enterprise move than I am just about Kim K's latest selfie.
It's that longing for interaction and intellectual debate which has type of set me up for writing (along with the modest success that I've observed in the field) but that's a story for the following section.
So, Why Writing?
You understand, I just despised writing before age 21. It had been my least favorite course of action in education. The act was cumbersome, it was actually the standardized test that we performed the worst on, and there were a million better items that I was thinking I really could do with my time.
I remained competent at the very least during my abilities though. Having a mother and step-father who are both perfectionist high school graduation English teachers will work that to you. I couldn't afford college after being compelled to move out though, thus it was a great deal of fast food work and never much writing for the first years of my adulthood.
Then, the period that I like to call my "Great Depression" hit. My girlfriend back then broke on top of me, and started dating my roommate. I hated my junk food job, and quit immediately. The bills were to arrive though, so I turned to the Internet for work.
I had a good run being a freelance writer for a long time but writing the less-end stuff set me up to get a pretty intense burnout. I ended up just going completely from the grid for roughly annually, and yes it was the greatest thing for me personally and my writing.
Instead of writing for clients, I would step out on the hike using a notebook and simply jot down posts and articles of my own. They've never seen the sunshine of day (plus they won't now), mostly mainly because they were pretty rough.
I started to build up an actual style though, and learned a whole lot about what I liked to create and what I'm about as being a person also. At my core I'm a trainer/explainer. I wish to become the smartest guy in the room, partially for my own, personal ego but mostly because I really like having the solutions to everyone's problems.
I finally hit my stride in 2014. I realized the kind of person I dreamed of being. Furthermore, i discovered that writing was my perfect platform. Being able to lay things out, some time right after the other, guaranteed i could say the things i found it necessary to say.
"I Wanna Be The Very Best..."
And so the adoration for writing has truly been ignited in me, why wait so long to get started on a blog? There are two reasons: self-doubt about the caliber of my writing, stemming from too little topic.
Every writer online says you need to niche down. You need to focus on one very specific thing making your life concerning this. It's simply not the kind of person i am. I want to be the ideal at exactly what I could. Focusing on one subject would be a death knell.
Thus I manned up and chose to shun the "comfort zone" thought of one niche. My comfort zone is on a generic site, covering whatever matters in my opinion or my readers at any given moment.
With all the subject problem solved, I'm not worried much about quality anymore. I'm hyper-competitive as you would expect. Seeing that I actually have my wheelhouse, it really is my only goal to dominate it. Every piece which i put out will almost certainly serve a defined purpose. Every new piece is going to be better than the very last.