Scribblous

I was asked recently why I write a blog. Well, sort of. It was put to me another way, but that’s the question I keep asking myself this weekend. Why do I blog? What is the point? What eternal benefit do I get from blogging?

So, since it’s still bothering me 3 days later, I thought I’d answer the question with a blog. Perhaps, if that person chooses to read this post, they’ll understand me a little better.

I like to write, and have since I can remember. Most especially I like to write fiction. I’m currently working on a work of fiction, and hoping to have it finished somewhere in the near future. But, then, why blog? Well, for me, it’s an outlet. It actually helps me find that special spot in my mind where my creativity lies. Even if I never publish the post (which happens more often than you would guess).

I like the community online. No, I’m not finding strange people that I’m going on dates with (already found my husband!). I enjoy getting to know different personalities that I find online. Some of them make me laugh out loud. Some of them help me to mourn with them. And then there are the ones all in between and everywhere at once. It’s nice to find other people with the same ideas or different ones and talk about what we know and feel.

But most of all? I like to blog because it makes me happy. For an indescribable reason, I become happy when I’m sitting at my computer writing a blog post. I cannot always be working on my story. (In fact, I cannot always be on the computer — not with a little one running around!) It gives me an out, but a way to continue writing.

So, eternally? Well, it’s changed who I am, so I guess in that sense, it has been an eternal blessing in my life. But otherwise? I blog because I want to.

On most days, I am desperate to use my nap times as a writing hour. But somehow today that time got turned into Picture Editing Time! Yes, that’s with the ! because without it, it would only be picture editing time, and that’s not exciting to anyone. I had a lot of fun… I did it all with free software… and I’m for hire if you like what you see!

I love the photos where most of it is in black and white, but there’s a little part still in color. I always wanted to know how to make them, and today I was successful. Here is the shot of my son that I have perfected… or at least improved.

I mentioned recently that I enjoy dancing with a young baby. Of late, this has become a favorite pastime in my home. My son will crawl over to his little train and carefully push the button on the top (or not so carefully… either way the music starts). Then he dances to the music. My husband and I will join in, often even if he’s ignoring our existence.

I realized this evening, as I played ball with him and he chased it happily around the house, that he has no fear. I don’t mean he has no fear of danger (although that is true, too… no concept of a hot oven in that sweet little head). I mean he doesn’t fear being mocked or looked down on. His dreams are his own. They may be simple dreams today, but he lives them. And he lives them so well that everyone around is inspired to join in.