Submitted by BOM Kathryn Trattner
I used to think of myself as a quiet, reserved person. But reserved people don’t put their life on the Internet. I also get in trouble at work for talking too much. So I’m not sure if the whole quiet thing really applies anymore.
Years ago I had a blog and I was chased off the internet by creepers. Seriously, guys (this goes for women and men)—the Internet is not a license to be a jerk or pervert.
Then my thirtieth birthday loomed. Yes, it actually LOOMED. Like an iceberg in a dark sea, like a mountain in a fog bank, like a tiger attacking out of a seemingly empty forest and all you see are teeth and claws. Thirty was like that. (Totally terrifying, right?!)
So, I had a big birthday coming up and I felt like I didn’t have much to show for myself. Yes, I have a beautiful family, a career with my local library system that feels like that was the job I’d been looking for my whole life, but I was missing a focus on my passion. (I love that I’m a mother but that’s not the ONLY thing I am.) I’m a writer. I have seven novels in various states, I write short stories, flash fiction, and poetry but I hadn’t seriously tried to get anything published.
Part of being successful in the fiction market is building a platform. Agents will Google you.
So I got back into blogging to build an author platform. And then I started to enjoy it for its own sake. The older I get the more I talk and the less I filter myself. Life is too short to be meek and quiet and reserved when I really want to run through the rain singing off key at the top of my lungs. (In my head, when I picture this, I might also be waving handfuls of flowers. Daisies. Or maybe sunflowers.)
At this point though I think it’s just my Dad reading my blog. I haven’t worked out all that stuff about building audiences and attracting readers. I’m not sure what my brand is. (These are all important blogging terms apparently.)
So for now, I’m enjoying talking into the void.
Blogger of the Month Kathryn Trattner is a reader, writer, and busy mom. She lives and writes in Oklahoma City supported by three cats, two kids, and one husband. Find her at kathryntrattner.com but she won’t be there, you know, in person. She’s probably hiding under the covers with a flashlight and a book.