Love at First Write
Posted on June 11, 2010
Early last year, Indy.com (now Metromix) approached me to start a blog about my “girl about town” experiences. My first post was about an afternoon of drinking Mimosas at an Irish bar – because where else should one drink Mimosas? I’ve always been passionate about writing and socializing but it never crossed my mind that people were actually paid to combine the two. It was love at first write.
Unfortunately, my time with Indy.com was a short but sweet affair. Within a few months, Indy.com became Metromix, and the new site was not designed to support blogs. But I still had SO MUCH TO SAY. So, I did what any blogging newbie should do; I joined Tumblr.
Tumblr was gentle. We took our time getting to know each other. It felt comfortable…but less than a year into that relationship, I knew that it wasn’t for me. I had admired WordPress.com from afar for a while at that point, I just wasn’t sure I was ready to make the move. The comments, the stats, the subscriptions – it was all so intimidating. Time for big girl panties. Almost a year to the day after I wrote my first blog post, I took the giant leap to WordPress.
Today, I couldn’t be happier. My confidence has grown with my followers, and I’ve been offered several writing opportunities as a result. Recently, this included an invitation for a blog on IndyCar.com. I must have felt brave after the incredible feedback on that week’s Adventures post, because I accepted.
The first comment on the IndyCar.com blog post wasn’t exactly supportive, and for about a millisecond I considered taking it personally. But then I thought about the incredibly kind words I’ve received over the last few weeks and the interest people have shown in my writing. Then of course, thinking about it some more (over analyzing can go both ways), I realized that I’ve been criticized of much worse. It will not be the last time either, this I know.
I also know I’ve found my passion in life, which is a rare thing…and I have a sneaking suspicion that together, we’re going to live happily ever after.