When I started blogging, the online world was a little different. There was no such thing as Twitter, BlogHer was a year away, and facebook was still making its rounds at Harvard. The idea of writing an online journal for an audience never occured to me. My blog was for myself, at times being nothing more than listing what I’d eaten during the day or giving me a place to write goals and ideas.
Then, blogging exploded. I changed platforms. I started to become cognizant of the fact that there were people reading my writing. For me, this caused a shift. Suddenly, a quick spell check wasn’t enough. I thought about my posts, how they sounded, how they represented me and the people I wrote about. And, sometimes, I lost myself. There were things I couldn’t write about, things I couldn’t share. I’ve since found an outlet for those details in fiction, which has, in turn, enriched my creative writing process.
Who do you write for?