This seems to be getting harder instead of easier.
I was told it would get easier. All of the successful bloggers I’ve read said that if I just write every day, it would get easier. Structure would begin to develop. I’d develop a “voice”. Likes and followers would begin to accrete. Some of the successful bloggers went so far as to suggest that literary agents would prostrate themselves in front of me and threaten seppucu on my front lawn if I didn’t give them first shot at publishing my book.
I’m here to tell you; none of that happened.
But I’ll tell you what DID happen.
My wellspring of ideas that I used to think was infinite, turned out to be finite. Over the course of a hundred-and-some-odd (mostly odd) blog posts, I wrote about just about everything that happens to me in my life. I began to repeat myself. I ran out of creative ways to say the same old thing over and over.
So, I even tried making stuff up in the form of short fiction. It turns out that fiction on WordPress is about as popular as pork rinds at a vegan picnic.
And to make matters worse, now I have a craving for pork rinds! But I’m already in my pajamas and there’s no way I’m running down to the 7-11 to get me a bag. It’s not worth getting dressed just for a bag of red hot pork rinds. Though I guess I could also pick up a Slim Jim and a lottery ticket while I’m there. And … hell … it’s 7-11, for Pete’s sake! Like they’d even notice I was wearing pajamas. I’d probably be the least crazy looking person in the store. What kind of world do we live in that a grown man wearing pajamas and holding a Slim Jim, a bag of red hot pork rinds, a lottery ticket, and a Penny Shopper would not even raise an eyebrow at a 7-11?
Wow! That was a hell of a digression! Where was I?
Oh yes. I was wallowing in self-pity.
So here’s my sage advice to you bloggers just starting out.
Write because you love to write. Don’t write to collect likes as if they’re steps on your FitBit, or Pokemons in your Pokemon Go app. Write for the sheer enjoyment of writing. If you don’t get a single like, that’s okay. You’re writing. You’re getting better. You’re honing your skills.
And if you repeat yourself, that’s okay, too. I can guarantee you that no one goes back and reads your old posts. Everyone just reads whatever is at the top of whichever tag they’re reading at the moment. I doubt they’ll notice if you wrote virtually the same blog post six months ago. And even if they do, so what? It’s just a new edition of one of your favorites. Think of it as a “remix” of one of your old songs. Musical artists do that all the time.
So get out there and write!