Why would someone as lazy as me, keep writing and posting things on this blog?
When I started I think I was motivated by the newness of it. A way to write a personal letter to as many people who cared to read it. Also a way to generate energy towards the craft of saddle making as a way to perhaps advertise my saddles and this ranch. Somewhat like throwing a hook into a pool of water and hoping something will bite. Also the idea that I could be passing on my thoughts and what went on in my daily life, as a journal for me to reflect back on and also for my children, grandchildren and even possibly my great grand children.
Never having known any of my grandparents at an age to have talked with them ( I barely remember paternal grandmother, who died when I was five years old, I think and the only one who was still alive when I arrived) I have always wished that I could have listened to their voices and heard their thoughts. The past has always fascinated me. How they did the work, how they lived. It holds much more pleasure to me than the future.
But again, why do I keep coming her and writing my mundane thoughts and posting the trivial things about my life and what is going on around me? What makes me happy or frustrates me.
There are a large number of other blogs that I read almost every day. I find it interesting to see and read what others all over the world are doing. What it looks like where they live. How they live their lives. Kind of like watching a show on TV or a movie, only real life and not made up by writers and effected by directors and producers and advertisements.
And I have got to know so many internet friends because of it. I feel where ever I should travel to in the future, there will be someone I will know. Someone I can call on to visit or if I need help, someone who can point me in the right direction to fix my problem. And I feel by writing on here, I am giving back to them. And hope they enjoy what they find here and will stop in if ever they pass this way.
Also, I do feel that writing here as often as possible is good for my writing abilities. When there is something I feel needs to be said in a public forum, it is much easier for me to do so, now. The process of writing on here has made me a better writer, I think.
DW Grothe is a friend and wonderful poet and songwriter. He went to a real college, unlike the way I learned, by the use of a “self college” and hard knocks. He told me that a professor had taught him to write something, anything, every day. It doesn’t matter what you write, whether it is good or bad writing, just the act of writing is a good exercise. And a sweet little older lady told me years ago that the brain is a muscle and needs exercise every day, just as the other muscles do.
So I guess if nothing else, this is my exercise. Some days I don’t do it. Some days I don’t do it very well. Some days I over do it! I even cheat and use other peoples postings when I think it will cause a chuckle, laugh or make someone think or rally to a cause.
But as long as I enjoy it and think that perhaps I am improving my life or bringing enjoyment to someone else, somewhere, sometime, I will continue to do it.
Thanks for reading this and most especially thanks for the comments and reinforcement that you enjoyed or even got angry about something I have posted here. That I have touched your life. That in its self might be the best reason. Knowing someone out there in eternity was here and took the time to look at what I have done here.
Thanks!
Dennisranch 