I haven’t blogged here in over a month.
Yet I still linger.
You see, I have this other blog. The one that has more traffic. The one that makes me money and let’s me share my marketing passion and expertise. I do love that blog.
But it’s not where I tell stories. You know, those life stories. Stories about big moments like vacations and birthdays. Stories about little moments that aren’t neatly tied in a soft velvet bow. Stories about my mama bear claws coming out or my big ugly cry after preschool graduation.
Sure I jot down a note or snap pics here and there… a funny thing Ethan said scribbled into my Moleskin or Noah’s captured grin frozen forever in a Sutro-filtered Instagram. But I’ve forgotten how to tell stories.
Stories without pinnable images and SEO. Stories without anchor text or affiliate links.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the challenge of all of that too. After all, I have a marketer’s blood.
But I just want a place where I can write without having to worry about those things. A place where I don’t care if my sidebars aren’t updated or that my design hasn’t ever changed.
This past weekend I attended the Type A Parent Conference in Atlanta. I listened to Gary Buchanan from Disney Parks talk about storytelling, a storytelling that trickles all the way down to the most minute details. During the We Still Blog awards, I listened to bloggers make us laugh and make us sob with their stories.
It dawned on me that storytelling is the reason I can’t bring myself to shut down this blog, despite my sporadic posting and outdated pages.
Storytelling is the reason I linger.
Because I’ll be honest, I’m not the best storyteller in a group of people. The introvert inside my extrovert creeps up and I usually tell a story with a little rambling and some “ums” thrown in. My mind goes faster than my mouth or my mouth goes faster than my brain. Either way, my stories out loud are often meh.
But when I write, my ums disappear with the click of the backspace and my ramblings become succinct with a little self-editing (well, most of the time). I type words that, when strung together one by one, tell the stories of my pretty ordinary, yet still pretty awesome life.
This place is my first blogging home. The place where I first hit publish just about four years ago. I may not post here often, but when I have a story to tell, I know I have a place to let the words fall.