Looking back over my two weeks of daily blog posts, I have mixed feelings. Foremost is the realization that this !^*# is hard work. Followed by the thought, ‘… and that’s why I decided to do NaBloPoMo, to push myself!’
Fact is, I’ve been doing daily writing for many years, but much of it is never shared. So the idea that I am putting words, thoughts, a bit of myself out there each day is a major challenge. I know that my readership consists of a small handful of friends and I’m okay with that. It’s really about challenging myself.
I mentioned the other part of the push in the first couple of posts. I’m attempting to articulate the three (or more, who knows) elements of fat shaming that have come together in my mind, as I’ve been de-constructing shame. Personal experience, the obscene culpability of the food industrial complex and the social factors around addiction, women and shame.
I am intimidated by the huge amount of information and opinion that I need to synthesize, in order to make my understanding of the ‘facts’ accessible to others. Each thread leads to another thread, as evidenced by several of the posts. It’s easy to be distracted and spin off in yet another direction. That’s how I learn and how I think, but pulling it all back together is important. I want to get these ideas out of my head and heart and into the world.
I don’t have time to follow a lot of blogs myself. There are so many that interest me, I get frustrated. My blogger friend Em-i-lis is a daily inspiration with her musings on food, politics, family, community and so many elements of life as art. Her photos regularly give me a thrill or a chill.
Another online site that I check in with occasionally is ‘Talking Writing: a magazine for creative writers and readers.’ A recent blog/column by Judith A. Ross entitled ‘When Blogging Becomes Art’ caught my attention. Ross writes about a blog which she follows called ‘Lost in Arles’ by Heather Robinson. She reflects on the impact that Robinson’s blog posts have had on her. The art of it. “…what art does: It educates, fosters empathy, sparks curiosity, and refocuses the lens through which I view the world. It’s not gimmicky, and it demonstrates a mastery of the medium.’
Ross asked Robinson, “… if she thought blogging could be an art form. [H]er answer was an enthusiastic yes… ‘Haven’t you sobbed until your heart wrenched from things that you have read on blogs? Or really changed the way you thought about one subject or the other? Or been so visually dazzled that the hair stood up on the back of your neck?'”
So blogging is a chain, a conversation that spins out and loops back and changes us.
I will finish out this NaBloPoMo because it’s what I’ve set out to do. If anyone is moved by it, that is a bonus.