Plans, Schemes and Dreams.
I have a couple of them you see…..
I want to write.
By way of explanation, my passion (apart from my family of course) is writing. That was why I started this blog in the first place.
I’ve always loved waffling, ever since I started filling in my diary at age 11 with what I’d eaten for dinner, how it tasted and how many portions I had. At age 16 I’d moved onto writing endless, terrible, awful, pining waffle about my boyfriend, and then it was university. I spent rather too much time then trying to work out exactly what the lecturers wanted to hear and attempting to write that down. No fun at all, boring as hell mostly and I wasn’t very good at it. Maybe not a very illustrious start.
Despite this, I’ve persisted over the years, through detailed diaries mostly. I’m naturally a hoarder, and I suspect that extends to memories too.
For example when marriage and kids bumbled along, I happily bumbled along with it – writing about the ups and downs, the sad bits, the silly bits, the crying bits, the laughing till I cried bits….. I have a doc on my old computer that relates almost every single day of Darlek’s first year. Even now, if I read certain parts of it, it can make me cry or giggle to myself. It’s the every day journey in miniscule, and I love to look back on it.
When I began the Brink of Bedlam, the aim was to simply extend my diaries online, but it’s not turned out like that really. The thing is, blogging is such a varied thing with so many outside influences, my ‘writing’ has spiralled out into something that is so far removed from a diary, I hardly recognise it. I’ve found myself writing about hand sanitizer and wet wipes for example……nice hand sanitizer and wet wipes though they may be, they’re not the stuff memories are made of.
I’ve seen what how other people blog and write and to a great extent I’ve followed sheeplike ‘baaing’ in their footsteps, but it’s not working for me. I’ve had a bit of a lightbulb moment triggered by Cybermummy if I’m being honest. The Brink of Bedlam is never going to be a high-powered big, brand magnet, money making blog and I should stop trying to make it something that it isn’t.
So….where was I? Ah, that was it. ‘Writing’. I intend to do more of it, and to get better at it. Cybermummy was an inspiration to me, one of the things that really stood out was in the writing workshop, where Sophie King said that if you want to blog and write seriously, rather than just amble about in your webspace, find your ‘niche.’ I think (she says looking around nervously) I’m far better at writing about life and random things than I am at advertising. With that in mind, I’m going to try and write more about life in general, review relevant things and just be a more disciplined, professional blogger /writer.
Don’t get me wrong, through blogging I’ve found and worked with some brilliant companies, and I’ll be hanging onto their coat tails for as long as they let me. I’ll still very happily include their links and products every now and then, I just don’t want that to overtake everything else.
I want to write, I want you to enjoy reading what I write, and I want you to stay subscribed to my blog because you like it, not because I’ve begged you to keep me company and bribed you with virtual chocolate biscuits.
One day I’d like to write a book, there I’ve said it! With this in mind I’m going to practise on you, my wonderful supportive readers, brace yourselves. I’m on a rocky, writing, parenting, blogging, laughing, crying, rambling road and I intend to share all the bumps, twists and turns with you.
So there you go, a statement of intent. My plans, schemes and dreams.