Gloria Ferris

My first post in over a month appears not on this blog, but here.

I guess pushing a broom at Broadway Clean Sweep cleared those cobwebs from mind and cleared the way for me to start writing on this space again.  You see it hasn’t been a matter of not having anything to write about but having too much to write about.  Tim tells me to write quickly and briefly but those of you who visit here know that ain’t this girl’s style.  When I’ve got a subject I want to write about, I get into it. But really it just got down to why I blog and what is a blogger.  Ever since that question appeared somewhere and everyone was trying to define it, I haven’t written anything here.  Now, why would that be?  I’ve thought about it long and hard.  Many of us are or want to be journalists or we just love to write.  In another time, our families would have found a stack of letters from another who like us wanted to put our thoughts to paper to make them clearer, to make them focused, and to make sure that we were true to ourselves.  Many of us want to speak our minds uninteruppted. Many of us our passionate about issues or a particular cause.  Many of us want to promote Cleveland to show the world just how wonderful this place is, and the list goes on and on.

But then, that brought me back to me.  Who am I and why do I blog?  I blog because I love to write.  I have loved to write since I was small, but then I went to college I let a writing professor tell me that I was a terrible writer.  For years, I let that man’s opinion color my judgment and didn’t pick up a pen.  But now, I know that his opinion doesn’t matter, and I can do anything I want.  I may not be famous.  I may not be quoted years after my death, but if I enjoy putting my thoughts down on a computer, then I should do it.  I’ve never really ever done this for anyone but me, but somehow I let a question that shouldn’t have mattered become the elephant in the room.

So here is what a blogger is to me.  A blogger is someone who logs the things that are important in his or her life.  I chronicle community happenings. I write my opinion about articles in the Plain Dealer.  I reminisce about my childhood. I write about issues that I feel need clarification in my mind.  Today I realized that it’s not important if this blog isn’t perfect.  If it isn’t something that someone else will find interesting or important.   I do hope that people stop by and read it or leave a comment, but I realized I do this for me in the hopes that someone else will share their opinions and experience with me, but if they don’t that  is okay too.  Because I have done what I wanted to do.

And isn’t that what it is all about being true to yourself and doing the things in your time that you want to do?

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