Hello, twelve people who are probably reading this. Welcome to my new home on the web.
Blogging is a weird thing. It’s like … you know how sometimes you reach the end of a good book and you sigh and wish there was more? Yeah, blogging is the opposite of that. There’s never any real ending to blogging, so what ends up happening is people post day after day after day until they burn out or their lives change greatly or something. And sometimes there’s a big sign off and retirement, but often times it’s a receding into the distance. They stop posting every day and then it’s once a week and then once a month and pretty soon, nothing at all.
That’s basically what happened to me. I burned out, I stopped posting, when I did post my posts were often crappy and not very thought out. But most of all, I was just really tired of blogging on the same subjects over and over again.
I started blogging when I was in a specific stage in my life. I was working in the TV industry during the writer’s strike and I had experienced an eco-awakening. I had plenty of time on my hands to blog, and I wanted to Make A Difference.
Over the years my life changed. I moved to London. Then to New York. Then to San Francisco. I met a boy. We moved in together. We got engaged. I got a new degree and a few new jobs until the right job came along.
My life changed, but the blog stayed the same. For some reason, even though it was my blog, I felled hemmed in. The blog started out basically being about my life and my life was focused on my eco-adventures. But when my life changed and I was no longer focusing all my attention on living an environmentally sustainable life, I didn’t feel like I could change the theme of my blog. I figured my audience wasn’t interested in the day to day of my life, they wanted to read about my latest adventures in vegetarian eating or in my war on paper towels.
Problem was, I no longer cared that much about paper towels. I mean, I use them extremely sparingly, and I buy the 100% recycled kind and compost them when I use them, but I no longer think that I’m going to save the world one paper towel at a time.
And that’s true of most of my eco-pursuits. Either they are things that I’ve given up on (vegetarianism, not using toilet paper), or they are things that are now so deeply ingrained in me that I don’t have to really focus on them (composting, cleaning with vinegar, baking soda, and other environmentally friendly products). That’s not to say that I don’t try new things from time to time, and that there aren’t things I’m striving to get better at, but it’s just not the focus of my life anymore.
Autobiographical books can remain focused on a theme or a topic because they only span a chapter of one’s life. That chapter is selectively chosen and carefully edited. But you can’t autobiographically blog forever about one theme or topic because that would mean that your life was unchanging.
So that’s why I started a new blog. I can’t tell you what I’m going to talk about, but I promise to try and make it interesting to read.