I came across an old post of mine, and went down a rabbit hole that led me to all my old blogs, the first of which dates back over 13 years. I was reminded why I write, why I keep putting stuff out there for few to actually click on. It’s part of who I am, and something I won’t give up anytime soon.
I’ve been doing a lot of hockey writing these days (on top of the 150 or so posts written for my day job in recent months), which I love. It’s been something I’ve been working towards for a while, the whole reason I started my own little sports blog (the now defunct scorenation.ca).
I didn’t realize how technical this new venture would be; there’s a lot more to it than posting some relevant information about a hockey team or players, or crafting a good story about some current event. There’s a distinct way to structure the post so as to attract hits, involving the use of embedded tweets and videos and something called SEO (Note: This is hilarious because my current marketing job is all about SEO). The more I wrap my mind around it, the more I see the value of it, and it’s actually kind of fun.
But there’s something to be said about eschewing structure and just writing for the hell of it.
That’s why I started blogging 13 years ago, and it’s something that I feel I’m missing the boat on these days. Like I said, I love the hockey writing, but there are different spheres of my life that also deserve attention: marriage, parenthood, and oh, the fact that I have a Master’s in Theology but haven’t written much along those lines in some time.
That’s where this website comes (back) in. This small corner of the Internet will be a place where I come to basically jot down some life notes, in a wholly unstructured way. Maybe I’ll type up a couple paragraphs on my phone and submit on the go, or just post up a quote or song that I’m feeling at that moment.
I hope I can keep up with it. Life is indeed pretty busy these days. But that’s part of the appeal, to stop and share.
And maybe, just maybe, start a conversation or get people thinking or remind at least one person that they’re not alone in this crazy world.