While I was busy doing well, pretty much nothing at all, I forgot about my poor blog. I just didn’t think I had anything to write home about.
Just 3 months into 2017 however… I’m realising I’ve learnt A HELL of a lot.
As a hobby-writer, I’m not obliged to write, blog, or update my social media in any way. Hence the months and months and months of silence. Writer’s block is one thing, but I also haven’t clue on what my ‘niche’ is, and if the folks coming to read about budget holidays in Maldives would care at all about my recent endeavors. I’d get zero views after investing hours into an article, so what’s the point?
The point is I like to write, but writing started to become yet Another Thing to worry about. So I’m going to work hard from now on to Not Give A Flying Frisbee and just write. As in yoga, what you practice on the mat you take off with you into your life. Writing is a way for me to work on being more open, more connected and less concerned with what people think of me. I WANT this to be an EXPAT blog full of exciting (and oftentimes humiliating) anecdotes of what I’m getting up to, even if that’s just eating ham out of the packet and watching When Harry Met Sally for the fifth time.
So please bare with me as I try to peel off some of my layers and attempt to make this blog what I initially intended it to be: the journey of a 20something in and out of different countries and what she learns there. SEO and readability can jog on.
If you’re an expat blogger, or a writer, painter, singer- anything which involves you having to put yourself Out There, what would you say helped you to come out of your shell? Do you still care what other people might say? Is it scary to make your life so PUBLIC?
