What value do I create for my readers by writing what I write?
I primarily write about my parenting trials and errors with Dhruv and the interactions we have with each other and sometimes bringing his Papa in our picture too.
Why am I the only one in my pool of like-minded bloggers who is obsessed with her offspring to go on and on writing about him for years now? No one else is doing the same.
Do I sound like a show-off by portraying the kid as a smart one who often bowls me over with his antics? Being a show-off is not what I like to be or want to be.
Questions like the above and some more plague my mind on an on and off mode every once in a while.
Over the last few years, there has been a significant change in the blogging world with more and more bloggers shunning the personal aspect of blogging and getting into the business side of it. The highly placed emphasis on numbers – follower counts, hits, page visits, Google Page Ranking, SEO, and what not has made the blogging scene increasingly competitive. There is no time and scope for a personal touch anymore. For bloggers like me who didn’t see themselves getting into the hustle-bustle of professional blogging because it appeared to be utterly overwhelming, who pretty much kept on with blogging on the same lines as they have been for ages, the changing blogging scene meant the number of readers and consequently, the personal interaction reduced considerably. It was disheartening candidly speaking. I must have thought umpteen times to stop blogging, shut this blog down, or making it private yet there was something which prevented me from taking such steps and to continue to be at it howsoever erratic that I have been.
I took breaks many times in the last 2 years. Initially, it was my anxiety and depression and in recent times, it was the intense despair that arose from becoming aware of the political situation in the country, the tumultuous times, and the events – Anti CAA-NRC protests, Delhi riots, Coronavirus. Thanks to the handful of personal blogging connections I am blessed with and with their encouragement, I am still here bringing my authentic self out to my readers by writing about what means most to me.
2 weeks ago, I found my answer to the questions I enumerated at the beginning of this post when Dhruv requested me to open my blog on the computer and give it to him because he wanted to read his favourite post The Mum who wished to be a pigeon for the nth time. As soon as he finished reading this post, he clicked on another post which appeared in the suggested readings and then another and then many more. I saw him rolling with laughter, repeating the dialogues from the posts pertaining to the time when he was much younger, and having the time of his life squealing with joy.
The answer which dawned upon me was all these years, I wasn’t just blogging for the sake of blogging. I was actually creating a repository of Dhruv’s childhood memories for him to visit once he got ready for it. Now, there is this idea of creating an eBook of his stories from the blog posts and gifting him on his 10th birthday next year. Or maybe getting a paperback copy printed exclusively for him will be a better choice for gifting him.
Any suggestion is welcome.