Eight Years Gone

Today marks the 8th anniversary of my very first blog post. Looking back at my old posts from the first few years of blogging, I’m struck by two things:

  1. Holy crap I had a lot to say.
  2. Holy crap I was so passionate about all those things I had to say.

I’m going to go with “passionate” in that second point, rather than “opinionated,” “overbearing,” or “cocky.” Let’s stick with “passionate.”

It hardly needs pointing out that I don’t post here nearly as much as I used to do. Part of that is that I’ve mellowed, and I’m not nearly as… ahem… passionate about a lot of things as I used to be. Part of it is that I got tired of being so, you know, passionate. Part of it is that Twitter has taken the place of the multiple short little blog posts I used to make. And part of it is that my audience has changed. Where pretty much everyone who read my blog eight years ago was either a blogger herself, an otherwise online-only acquaintance, or my mother, now the people who read this site are mostly people I know in meatspace.

That, Dear Reader, is daunting.

I don’t feel like I can be nearly as free about what I post now, which sometimes makes me sad, and oftentimes makes for a lack of posting. Some things have been verbotten since the very beginning. Things like the inner workings of my relationship with Scott, for example. That’s always been and always will be off limits for such a public venue, but now I’m also less likely to talk about all those girl troubles the way I used to do. I’m also more likely to keep my more passionate political opinions to myself, for fear of offending friends I know are equally passionate about opposing opinions.

As a result, I have a lot less to talk about here, because let’s face it, without cervical mucus and abortion, what do I really have?

But I keep this place around anyway, even if all I really use it for these days is talking about knitting now and then and posting cat photos. Every once in a while, I do have something of more substance that I want to talk about, and I plan to continue doing that. Who knows? Whole new chapters may be opening up soon. In the meantime, we’ll just keep on chugging along on cat photos.


3 Responses

  1. Well until you teach the cats to keep their own blogs, then yeah, you gotta keep chugging along on the cat photos. 😉

  2. @Wildluck: Hey old elfie! Good to see you around!

    @Roni: It’s weird, right? I wish it wasn’t like that. I’ve actually considered going stealth on a new blog, but part of why I do this is feedback, and I don’t have the energy to build up a new blog to the point that it gets feedback.