I sometimes wonder the point of a blog.
When I watch people on TV writing their ‘blog’ or such other things, it makes them look so utterly cool. Yet, I never really understand who they’re writing to.
People like Sarah Jessica Parker in Sex and the City make it look so effortless, sitting in a darkened room with her laptop and a cup of tea (or wine, in the case of a middle-aged spinster) tapping away and creating an article that is obviously going to be loved by everyone.
Thing is, I don’t know whether I should be trying really hard to make this as interesting as possible and actually muster up even just one follower, or be myself and type as I would normally.
I’m Catherine. A 17 year old girl from Nottingham, England. I don’t really have that many interests, and that’s what makes this blog particularly… challenging.
I love to write and, even though my A level results didn’t say so, I’d like to think I’m okay at it. Seeing as I have a journalist for a father, I probably should be.
It’s strange how he does this, my dad that is. He can inspire me on so many different levels. I’ve even thought of making a blog just about him, and the (what I think as) awesome things he does.
Yet, the probable reason for writing all my thoughts down into this scroll-bared text box is to figure out who I am. As uninteresting as that probably seems, maybe writing it down will get me somewhere. Make feel as though I want to write more, push me into succeeding down the path of magazine editing. That’s what I wanted to do when I was about 15. Now, I’m not so sure. Being as easily persuaded as myself, seeing something wondrous that brings in a lot of money is enough for me to settle.
Anyway, I’ve started it now, and I already feel slightly addicted.
Possibly a bad sign.
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