{"id":16545,"date":"2023-02-01T20:32:55","date_gmt":"2023-02-02T04:32:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/?p=16545"},"modified":"2023-02-01T15:54:37","modified_gmt":"2023-02-01T23:54:37","slug":"20-years-of-blogging","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/2023\/02\/20-years-of-blogging\/","title":{"rendered":"20 Years of Blogging"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On June 4, 2002 I started a blog with <a href=\"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/2002\/06\/10548\/\">a post<\/a> that simply said:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Oy\u2026 I started this just for fun.. I prolly wont continue to use it, and there is no way for me to delete my account, hmm\u2026 %)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In retrospect, this is pretty hilarious. I&#8217;ve now had a blog for over 20 years. Above, I linked to a post that&#8217;s currently self-hosted on a WordPress instance, but at the time the &#8220;account&#8221; I mentioned was on an old blogging site called Xanga. It was popular at the time and a couple people I knew had started doing this &#8220;blogging&#8221; thing over there so I decided to check it out.<\/p>\n<p>I eventually moved to LiveJournal as community momentum shifted, and I brought all my Xanga posts over. A couple years later I started self-hosting with a WordPress instance and I once again moved everything over. When I did that migration, I considered doing some editing of posts, since looking back at those old posts is pretty embarrassing. I was young (20), very bored, and my writing was very bad. The early posts had the rawness of a stream-of-consciousness rather than anything carefully written. I never expected it to last, and I certainly never expected to eventually become a published author!<\/p>\n<p>I am also <a href=\"https:\/\/princessleia.com\/journal\/2012\/03\/dyslexia-2\/\">dyslexic<\/a>, and had a lot of support when I was really young to learn to read. Writing was a tremendous challenge throughout middle school, and only slightly improved in high school. When I was starting my blog, I still had a long way to go, but I just sat down and wrote every day. It was silly, self-involved, and random, but I got it down, and ultimately I kept it up. My blog posts today are much more polished and thoughtful. Seeing this all laid bare it&#8217;s a reminder to me that we aren&#8217;t born knowing how to write, it takes practice, which is what I happened to spend years doing aimlessly.<\/p>\n<p>People often ask me how I got into writing. I wouldn&#8217;t recommend the aimless route I took. If your goal is actually becoming a writer, it probably makes sense to go down one of the paths of using writing prompts and doing more than just pouring &#8220;what I did today&#8221; notes into a public blog. Still, it did work for me, even if it took a long time.<\/p>\n<p>As to why I did it, I think it was the same reason we use short-form social media today. It was a way to keep in touch with people, save moments of my daily life, and be part of a community beyond my desk. As the LiveJournal grew in popularity there was a community like you see on social media today, you became friends of friends after seeing their comments or link to each other&#8217;s posts, and other friends from other spaces of the web would make their own blogs that would show up on your Friends list.<\/p>\n<p>By the time most people had moved on from blogging and over to mediums like Facebook and Twitter, I had started to see the value in blogging for myself as a reference and sort of autobiography. What year did we take that trip? When did I last visit that festival? Who was the intro act to that show we went to? All these questions are quickly answered by my blog! I&#8217;m reminded of this every time I fall behind on posting or am building up the momentum (and often skipping sleep) to write about something. I also know the value in owning your own words and thoughts, if I was serving up that stream of thoughts and moments to a company hosting it at no cost, with no guarantee of preservation, I&#8217;d be deeply concerned about control and posterity. I think a lot of people are going to be disappointed with what they&#8217;ve lost as the cracks start to form in our digital footprints.<\/p>\n<div align=\"center\"><a href=\"\/images\/journalpics\/022023\/blogs_with_cat.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/images\/journalpics\/022023\/blogs_with_cat_sm.jpg\"><\/a><\/div>\n<p>A great story shouldn&#8217;t end here, but I don&#8217;t have anything revolutionary to say about this milestone of 20 years. I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ll be making any real changes to what I do today. I don&#8217;t publish as much as I used to, but that&#8217;s really just an artifact of how much my life has changed, I simply don&#8217;t have as much time as I used to. I also found that my blog has trended to be much more positive and less raw and critical. As I&#8217;ve matured I&#8217;ve realized that I&#8217;m no longer just throwing my words into a black hole. Every time I throw a thought out that&#8217;s critical of something someone else has made, that has the potential to land with a real person, and I don&#8217;t want my thoughtless, throw-away comments to hurt someone. The positive nature of my blog today is related to this, but also a result of my struggle to write at all when I&#8217;m not in a very good mood, so I don&#8217;t. I do sometimes worry that both these things make my blog less genuine than it used to be, and that may be true, but I think I&#8217;m OK with that. I still think I&#8217;m more honest here than most people are in public, and this blog was never meant to be a private journal that I kept locked in my bedside table.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On June 4, 2002 I started a blog with a post that simply said: Oy\u2026 I started this just for fun.. I prolly wont continue to use it, and there is no way for me to delete my account, hmm\u2026 %) In retrospect, this is pretty hilarious. 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