Apparently it’s National Blog Post Month. Or something. I honestly don’t know. I’m not part of the blogging community. I see it. I’m on the edge, the periphery. Sort of like high school again. There I am, eating my government subsidized hot lunch in the classroom while all the cool kids are at “the table” (you know, there’s always one of those tables in the cafeteria, and your popularity was in direct relation to distance from that table).
Why am I bothering? I had that thought then, and do now again. I’m doing it for me, really. Part frustration, part sense of control, part… whatever. Anyway, I do it. I do it to help me chronicle the lives of my kids which are fleeting. I do it to share funny stories and pictures with those that are far away.
What does this have to do with NaBloPoMo? I didn’t realize it was a thing. I didn’t know it was happening until today. The idea is simple, at least from what I can gather, is to write a blog post every day for a month. It’s meant to get people who haven’t been blogging for a while a reason to get back to the keyboard, and as an exercise to help those who are finding their voice to develop.
After writing the previous three paragraphs, I did a quick Google search, and apparently (in my 5 minutes of scanning the internet) it’s a semi-official sanctioned “thing” by BlogHer. GREAT! (That’s sarcasm – don’t get me started on how I feel about dad bloggers and organization.) So BlogHer, as in mom bloggers, are the driving factor in this. I don’t have anything against women or mom bloggers, or anything like that. it’s just that I think guys are getting left behind, and there is a significant lack of representation by dad bloggers. I guess this is me, planting my flag on the hill. I’m here too, dammit.