When I first learned about blogging, I read blogs to keep up with these people whose lives I found interesting for some reason. She was wedding planning at the same time I was, she was my age and already had a ton of kids, she had a cool job, whatever. Back then there were stories and glimpses of the woman behind the blog.
It's no secret that I began blogging to make friends. I feel like I have succeeded, but I keep at it because I like it so much. It seems that anything in life that I have or could go through, one of my blog friends has done it - an endless stream of girlfriends to give you advice and support when you might need it. Buddies to gchat and text to get through the work day and people whose blog posts offer you yet another glimpse into their lives.
It seems lately though, that these glimpses are fewer and farther between. I'm not pointing fingers; I've seen it in my own writing. I'm used to breezing through tweets and Facebook statuses, reading a Buzzfeed list while waiting for the elevator, scrolling Instagram at a stoplight. So since I am inundated with quick info throughout the day, I sit down and write quick info at night: bullet points, lists, brain dumps. It's like my mind isn't used to reading prose, let alone writing it. I don't want to discount the work I have put into my own blog - many of my favorite posts are written in such fashion - but it has become less about the writing and more about pressing publish before I go to bed most nights. The quick way is the easiest to get out and for me, the quick way is the easiest way to feel like someone will actually read it. I suffer from a case of TL;DR (stands for too long; didn't read in case you aren't on Reddit very often) as bad as anyone else, but when it's a blogger I love? I will read a novel if they put it in front of me (sidenote: one of my blogger friends SENT me her novel and I read it so this is a proven fact). I like to know what you are thinking and what's on your mind but more than anything, I love the why behind it. I like stories and explanations. You don't have to just give me the Cliff's Notes version. I'll listen for the long haul.
I'm not sure when bullet points and lists became our go-to, but I want to encourage you to not make it so. Tell me a story, or how you feel. I want long sentences with lots of punctuation, more detail. I'm not quitting the short bursts, and you shouldn't either, but wouldn't it be fun to get long-winded once in awhile?