I’ve come to realize I don’t really just talk on this blog. I created it because I wanted to make content that I’d want to read, content that I felt was genuine, honest and helpful. And I kept thinking, no one cares about who I am, they want to read what I have to say because they think it might be useful or beneficial to their lives. But I’m starting to believe I’m seriously overthinking that.
Lately, the kind of content that I want to read is content with no inherent real value, it’s just about people. The bloggers whose stories I click on are ones about their journey adopting a child or their experience moving to a new town. But sometimes I wonder if I’m a fully-developed person in people’s minds as they read my blog. I wonder if that matters, but I think it does. I like knowing whose writing I’m reading, it adds to the whole experience.
I’m afraid that if I write something without inherent value, like tips and hacks and tutorials, that no one’s going to read it.
Then again, what makes me read blog posts about traveling to India and going vegan, two things I’ll probably never do. It’s because I feel like I know the people writing them. And I don’t think I’ve ever given my readers a chance to know me, outside of Instagram pictures that have usually been carefully staged and the occasional in-text quip that’s been carefully placed.
But maybe it’s not about “Will people read this or not?” I mean, I started this blog with no one reading at all and I still wrote and it still made me happy. Writing without someone reading is kind of like talking to yourself, which is something I sometimes do and I’m not opposed to it.
I guess what I’m trying to say is maybe I’ll write for the sake of writing and sharing and being relatable and being human, being myself. Sometimes it’s just useful to know someone else out there is feeling how you feel and living through the same things you’re living through.
If you do care, hello! I’m Paige.
It sounds crazy and kind of weird, but sometimes when I write, I talk and I say out loud what I’m typing (I’m doing it right now). When I do this, I feel like I write like myself. Like, really myself. I’m just talking and typing and transcribing. And when I talk to myself and write, it’s kind of like a diary session where new ideas and thoughts pop into my head. Would you like some fun facts about me? Sure. Here you go:
- My dream life includes owning a kitten, preferably one with a human name.
- I have a twin brother who doesn’t really look like me and is a lot quieter than I am.
- I love makeup and originally created this blog with the intention of posting about makeup fairly often.
- My favorite colors are Robin’s Egg Blue and gray.
- I’m currently applying for jobs and panicking a little bit, but I hope to work in the editorial world sometime soon.
- I love chocolate covered raisins and Cheerios to the point where I will eat all of them if I am not stopped.
- Reality TV is one of my weaknesses. I’m caught up on all seasons of Teen Mom, including Teen Mum.
- My favorite pattern is polka dots and my favorite accessory is a good pair of heart-shaped sunglasses.
This post is kind of like a brain dump of thoughts I had. I guess it’s sort of an announcement that I’ll be writing more often. And I’ll try to bring more of myself to the blog and hopefully, that’s a good thing. And, if it isn’t, don’t worry. My handy dandy guides and listicles aren’t going anywhere.
How would you introduce yourself in a few sentences? Do you have any fun facts?
