I must write.
That’s all I know, and that’s why I started this blog. I have no idea if the subject matter I choose will be of any interest to anyone; I have no idea if these entries will be seen by anyone outside of the few friends I eventually plan on showing. I hope to stick to the nonfiction essay and write about topics that others could find interesting, but I can’t promise I won’t meander from this well-intentioned path and find myself waist-high in a swamp of diary entries. This blog manifesto itself could forever be a work in progress, but what isn’t? If you’re not changing, you’re dead.
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about who I should be writing for. “Know your audience” is a popular writer’s dictum, but recently I’ve heard a few people say that they are writing for themselves. Not for an audience, not trying to please or even speak to anyone else—just writing what they want to write, how they want to write. Both arguments make sense to me, but I think I’m going to try out the latter mind-set and see what comes of it. If I ever have the luxury of having an audience, I may reconsider this approach.
I’d appreciate any constructive feedback you’d like to share.