Thank You Readers
“It is not happy people who are thankful. It is thankful people who are happy.”
One year ago, I wrote my first blog post for In the Hills magazine. My prior writing experience had consisted of long emails, rants on our school conference site, and the odd note in a greeting card. Friends and co-workers often told me that they enjoyed reading what I’d written. “You should blog!” folks told me. “Your writing is so funny”, they gushed.
When the opportunity presented itself to blog for In the Hills, I was thrilled to be hired – and very nervous. I knew very little about blogging. I researched blogging rules and guidelines. I contacted fellow bloggers for advice. I bought books about blogging. Nothing helped.
The most difficult part was the fact that I had to discover a “voice” that was interesting and easy to read – a voice that readers could relate to. It’s a daunting task to talk to people that you don’t know and writing for an audience of anonymous readers is a similar feeling. I wasn’t sure if my tone should be opinionated and sassy. Perhaps it would be better to write in a nurturing, grandmotherly way? Maybe a younger, hipper attitude would attract more readers? After much agonizing, I came to the realization that the voice that I was searching for was in fact my very own. My favourite humour writer, Gina Barreca, claims “Your most personal post will be the most universal. You can’t write and have shame.”
And so – for the past year, I have laid my soul bare. I have introduced you to my family. I have shared my joys and sorrows and my trials and tribulations. I have laughed with you and I have learned from you. Blogging is not about writing and reading. Blogging is about making connections and experiencing that click of mutual understanding. The Blogger does not exist without the Reader. It has been your participation that has brought many of my blog posts to life. I appreciate your comments. I enjoy meeting you on the street. I appreciate the fact that you forward and share my blog posts with your friends and family members. Two Blue Boots would not exist without YOU. Thank you!
I’m going to sign off by leaving you with a journal entry (and blog post review) written by one of my Grade Three students. I love to view life through the eyes of a child. This was written in the fall. Spelling and punctuation remain unedited:
I am going to tell you aBout the website two Blue Boots. It is named by Mrs. May’s Blue Boots. She wrote a story called no time for Banana BreaD. She moved into a farm. She had a ReD Squril living in her Basement. You ProBaBly herd this story thou so I’am not going to say It. Next story. There was two tentecauls living under the friDg. Mrs. May thought it was an octuPus. She called somone to get riD of it. But it was realy just snakes that was the end of the story.
Read the full No Time for Banana Bread story.