Today’s inspiration is a Christian Mihai post. He’s turned up in my stream of awareness in part due to his frequent blogging and having also authored some books as have I.
I just read one of his blog posts about blogging. It gave a brief synopsis of his own history with this.
Blogging and I
Me and blogging
The first time I wrote a blog post was back in 2012 or even earlier. Because of how old I am, that does not seem like that long ago, but really it was.
The first time I became aware of professional blogging might have been 2013. It is so vague to me at the moment that I feel it could have been as long ago as 2004 …because I landed a gig doing real estate blog posts that once included researching Buckhead, an upscale neighborhood in Atlanta, Georgia which later became the surname of the villain in my novel The Double Life of Tutweiler Buckhead.
It wasn’t until years after I dealt with that, that I tried blogging my own blog. The first time I tried this very location for blogging was in 2013 if not 2012.
There was a time, for some reason I recall it more clearly, in 2014 when I was just about to create more structure for the weekly cycle of posting at my blog when I somehow experienced some kind of setback….I don’t recall what exactly the actual cause was, but only that…rather than successfully moving forward with setting up and maintaining a more highly structured weekly posting schedule nothing happened for a long time and then eventually I resumed trying to just sort of post on whatever.
I think it had something to do with how I have had a good 30 to 40 fellow authors in my Fb friends list, and news feed but then, when I started to ask them about doing guest posts or being guests on my blog, everything fell apart and doubts developed about the quality of my relationships with fellow authors.
General Background Realities
2003 through 2011 I steadily earned more money each year writing professionally, but as a painfully low paid freelancer most of the time.
The first time I was paid for publication was in 1994 when I was still an undergraduate due to being on & off with respect to working full time and working only part time as a work-study or going without working for pay while studying.
In 1999 I moved from England back to the USA but for the first time to Indianapolis and my son was fortunately brought over to me with his father (who is a German I met in intimate association with attending graduate school at Middlesex University in London, England). That was already 4 years after having started a correspondence ‘trade school’ type of professional creative writing course with the Writer’s Bureau which is also English rather than American.
My son turned 4 years old that year.
In 2010 we moved from Indianapolis, Indiana to a village South of the city of Bremen, in Northwestern Germany. This had to do with what I studied in graduate school and why and to do with how that had enabled a German man my age to market himself to me (romantically speaking).
My son turned 18 years old in 2013.
If you check the archives for this blog, you can find posts going back at least that far.
Some years I have put more into the blog than other years. I’m not sure how to describe the results aside from ‘other than as expected’.