I don’t read blogs. Or, I should say, I don’t read blogs yet. Part of my plan on becoming a writer is to get more and more into whatever communities might help with that. Whether it’s a blog about writing tips, post-apocalyptic survival skills, or even the different characters belonging to the fantasy genre, I need to make more of an effort to see what’s out there.
I also need to start writing this blog more. I’ve said that a thousand times (probably quite literally) before. But it wasn’t until this morning that I had more of an idea of how to go about that.
The problem was that I never really understood the purpose of blogging (since I’ve never really read one before). But after a long conversation with a fellow writer at my usual coffee shop (yes, it’s a Starbucks), I think I have a better idea of how to go forward.
But, first, let me go back.
Around a month ago, I came back to Canada with the intention of staying. I had been travelling around Ecuador for three months before that, Vietnam for three months before that, and had been living in Shanghai for a year before THAT. Actually, since 2003 I had spent most of my time living in Asia (Korea and China), teaching English and travelling. I’ll get into that stuff another time, though.
Since coming back, I’ve had a hard time adjusting (which is something else I’ll get into later). But one thing I enjoyed was waking up and coming to Starbucks to write.
Now, I know there may be people out there that thinks that’s cliche. But, for me, writing in a Starbucks was one of the very few times I was able to feel transported back home when I was living thousands of kilometres away. The same reason people might complain about it (being its typical colours, seats, tables, artwork) is the very same reason it spoke to me. I’ll add that having hundreds of Koreans coming into a Starbucks on the weekend is a slight difference from the ones back home. But that’s a bit off track.
Okay, back to my point: every morning I come to Starbucks to write; and every morning I see a man working on a manuscript. It wasn’t until this morning that I approached him. He told me he was working on his second murder mystery. He told me that he wanted to have at least two books done so he could approach a publisher that might then give him a three-book deal. He told me that he went to conferences on murder mysteries and writing. Then he told me about blogging. Keep in mind, he himself doesn’t do it, but his wife is quite active with it.
He pretty much said this: blogging is a way for your reader to feel connected with you.
It was something I hadn’t thought of before. With my limited knowledge of blogs, I thought I had to write about how to write, or why to write, or where to write. I never knew that it could be something as simple as writing about what happened while I wrote. He even said I could write about having coffee one day instead of my usual green tea. Seems strange (and like something people wouldn’t care about). But his point was that they do. That you do. Or, I suppose, that you might.
So I’m going to try to write in this blog every day. And if not every day at least several times a week. It might just be about my observations. It might just be about the developments in my writing. But it’s going to be about something.
I look forward to seeing how that all turns out.