This week Michael asks us to write about our blogging experiences.
What does blogging mean to you?
What for you are the highs and lows?
You can tell your story in a factual way or tell it as a story.
Go where the prompt leads you and have fun.
Please limit your responses to a maximum of 500 – 600 words
It’s Hubby’s fault that I started. He’d had a blog for years, but thought that as I liked to write, maybe I’d enjoy it.
Hm. I had my doubts. Who would want to read the rubbish I wrote?
I don’t have skills, I’m not qualified or an expert in anything, though enjoy cooking, music, I’m good at budgeting and figures, and I write a bit of poetry.
We had the chickens, and they were funny. We were living in the country, we no longer worked, we had little spare money (nothing new!) so I was always on the lookout for means of making what we had stretch or saving a few bob.
We grew our own veg, I joined a ladies group which in turn led to my card making. None of this was to make money by the way, yet we would barter our surplus apples/beans/onions/tomatoes for a cream tea at a tea rooms, I’d sell the surplus eggs when the girls were all laying, and once the initial shock of my overspending on card making materials had worn off, I got my act together and enjoy snipping away with scissors and tape to make something just that little bit special and unique for someone in particular.
I made rabbit pie, and one old gentleman very happy by keeping my promise of making him one, though I made him a second a couple of months later.
I wrote about all of this in my blog, it filled up the posts, it got a response, it grew and I felt I had found a little niche in life where people took me as I was with no ulterior motive.
I started following people with pets, people who loved photography, people who wrote the most amazing poetry, short stories, life stories, humourous every day things, and could identify with some of them, so left comments, which were replied to.
I wrote about our health issues, the dog, our walks, nature, and people watching. Somewhere along the line I put in some of my poems which were pretty well received, and started writing new stuff on different themes.
Then I found the challenges!
It was photoprompts to start, then word prompts, short stories, and now there are so many I can’t do them all, but in some instances nothing comes to mind anyway, so I pass.
We sold the cottage and eventually bought the boat.
A new experience and learning curve. Fun, laughter, cock ups galore, new friends and a totally new way of life. It’s all here, including the sadness of our final trip taking her up on the canals for the first time and coming ‘home’ in a car.
I documented the successful weight loss with Slimming World, which as things turned out probably saved my life as we discovered a lump and I was diagnosed with breast cancer in September 2016.
I wrote all about that too. My worries and concerns. The support I had was tremendous from our boating friends and my blogging family.