People are blogging for many reasons. Originally, I started blogging in late 2013 as an authoring platform.
But over time, I realized that my blog offered more than an authoring platform, and it wasn’t just numbers. The blog had another deeper purpose. It can even change my point of view and my life. If you’re thinking of starting a blog, I highly recommend it. That is, if you are blogging for the right reason.
If you’re starting a blog to get rich or make a living, don’t count on it. It’s very difficult to make money for blogging these days. Three years later, I still don’t make money from my blog. By the way, instead of believing in all the hype of the people who sell online courses, convince yourself that blogging is a great way to generate passive income. Without a doubt, writing and promoting a blog can be a daunting task.
There is nothing passive about it.
It’s really easy to get frustrated when you first start blogging. Having a technical problem, I had to learn WordPress. Then I spend a lot of time promoting my blog and trying to find an audience. Something more than I knew very little. Like most bloggers, I was immediately hooked and depressed by the number and number of Facebook visitors, subscribers and followers.
It turns out that taking a reader to a blog takes a lot of time, effort, and patience.
So why is it a blog? Some people may disagree with me, but blogging isn’t just about making money, boosting, building huge followers, chasing fame, or trying to sell books. I think.
Blogs serve as creative channels for expressing ideas, thoughts, opinions, beliefs, and emotions. What’s more, blogging provides a great opportunity to positively inspire and touch the lives of others.
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How blogging changed my life
My blog has definitely helped me overcome many of the ups and downs of recent years. Happy to travel to Chicago with my husband to celebrate our wedding anniversary, play in the snow with my grandchildren, see Paul McCartney and the Rolling Stones on a desert trip, or take a short weekend trip with kids I wrote a time. In San Francisco. I also took care of my mother suffering from Lewy body dementias and wrote about her final death. I shared my sadness when her mother-in-law died of ovarian cancer and her son experienced a painful divorce and custody dispute the same year. (Ironically, I had the worst year of my life right after I started blogging about happiness.)
Yes, I like to read. It rests me from my problems, but writing is my true escape, escape and passion. While I’m writing, I’m so focused that my problems disappear for a while, giving me the coveted break. In fact, if you really are a writer, believe me, it’s a life addict!
The process of writing my thoughts and feelings in writing helped me comfort and relive the happy moments.
While writing about my life, my blog helped me look back at what was important to me and determine if my life was going in the right direction. Blogs provide a kind of filter that cleans my life because I can’t write about every event, thought, thought, or emotion. My blog helped me understand what was most important to me. Along the way, I discovered that these can be the simplest moments that make me the happiest.
As a professional writer, my blog gives me amazing creative freedom to express myself. Writing, rather than pushing someone’s balloon, sounds more appealing than it really is. For the past 25 years, I have written articles on topics that magazines, newspapers, publishers and clients have chosen for me.
Sure, I write two books for young people, travel articles, humorous works, and stories about interesting people. On the other hand, to make a living, I also wrote a tearful article. I worked on technical articles and books that caused Exedrin’s headaches and made me crazy. I wrote on demand, in time for other people’s deadlines, and until late at night when my brain was desperately trying to stop.