But this month, gosh darn it, I'm trying it out. In my single days, I blogged elsewhere. Between 5,000 and 15,000 people read every single blog post. I knew my audience perfectly, and I knew they agreed with me the majority of the time, which made writing, well, not much of a challenge at all.
But writing here is different. Here I'm writing about life in the country, and my goofy Black Star chicken that won't stay in her pen, and the recipes I try that actually turn out and my undying love of cereal and Crunchwrap Supremes. My audience is, if we're being honest, me. And probably my parents. And a random conglomeration of other farming folks and Lutheran pastors.
So I'm writing for the next month to remind myself that I write because I like to. I'm not writing for retweets or shares.
I'm just writing because it's how my brain works. And because I love it. And because no matter who's reading or where I'm posting, I'm a writer at heart.
And that's not lame at all.
Read day 2: finding calm in the country.
Read day 3: napping in the craziest places.
Read day 4: what do farmers eat?
Read day 5: through rain, sleet, snow and hail. And we're not talking the USPS.
Read day 6: don't tell us what to do.
Read day 7: garden envy.
Read day 7: won't you be my neighbor?
Read day 8: naming the animals.
Day 9: naming animals.
Day 10: Things that go bump in the dryer.
Day 11: national farmers' day.
Day 12: farms help communities.
Day 13: reasons to celebrate.
Day 14: like the Boy Scouts, ever ready.
Day 15: the next generation.
Day 16: to everything there is a season.
Day 17: we go to church.
Day 18: we take breaks.
Day 19: we make do.
Read day 2: finding calm in the country.
Read day 3: napping in the craziest places.
Read day 4: what do farmers eat?
Read day 5: through rain, sleet, snow and hail. And we're not talking the USPS.
Read day 6: don't tell us what to do.
Read day 7: garden envy.
Read day 7: won't you be my neighbor?
Read day 8: naming the animals.
Day 9: naming animals.
Day 10: Things that go bump in the dryer.
Day 11: national farmers' day.
Day 12: farms help communities.
Day 13: reasons to celebrate.
Day 14: like the Boy Scouts, ever ready.
Day 15: the next generation.
Day 16: to everything there is a season.
Day 17: we go to church.
Day 18: we take breaks.
Day 19: we make do.
Wonderful!!!
ReplyDeleteSweet! I can't wait. Let the writing begin. We've missed it.
ReplyDeleteI am neither farming folk nor a Lutheran pastor, but I enjoy reading your posts. I found you through our shared love of vintage Pyrex. I am a retired teacher who used to live in Missouri farm country and am married to a grandson of Iowa farmers, so your posts strike a chord. Thank you for sharing with us all.
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you. It sounds to me like between Missouri, Iowa and Pyrex, you and I have plenty to talk about! ;)
DeleteI'm reading! I was a child raised by part time beef and horse farmers. (Lets face it, part time is not an adequate description. If you have large animals, you simply have an additional full time job.)
ReplyDeleteExactly right! My husband wants a horse some day so we may be calling on your expert opinion. :)
DeleteYesssssss! This will be awesome.
ReplyDeleteThis is the cutest, most well-thought out blog ever. Very nice organization. I wish mine was this awesome. Ha! I'll be reading along!
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you! If you have a minute, feel free to send me the link to yours. I'd love to check it out!
DeleteLove this! Can't wait to keep up!
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