The news has been slow around here. Just regular stuff. Accidents, government stupidity and incompetence, scandals of the famous and wannabes. Politics as usual. Autumn.

It got me wondering about today’s prompt — what we would want of all the possible results — from blogging.

Why do you blog?


A friend asked me why I blog. Which is the same as asking me why I write and take pictures. I felt like asking her why she breathes because writing and shooting is like breathing to me, but instead, I asked her why she plays golf.

She is a fine sportswoman and can’t imagine living a life in which she can’t play or compete. That’s as much who she is as her face.

I write because I have a head full of words. I take pictures because I see them wherever I go. These things are as much part of me as my face or my feet. I can no sooner not write as not breathe.

Go figure.

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Writer, photography, blogger. Previously, technical writer. I am retired and delighted to be so. May I live long and write frequently.

22 thoughts on “WHY? WHY NOT?”

  1. I am like you. I write and photograph things because it makes me happy. I need to do it. I put it off for years as I didn’t have time. I cannot put it off anymore as it was like denying a part of myself.


    1. I’m grateful to have an audience to do what I would probably do even if no one but me ever read or looked at it. It’s easy to forget what we wanted when we started … which for most of us, was just the opportunity to have someone actually read our writing and look at our pictures.

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      1. I started writing because I had so many ideas in my head. I thought, I am going to put these down on ‘paper’ and if people read them, great. If not, I still need to do it for me. And I am so much happier now. I wish I would have started sooner.


  2. I can see your side of it. I slipped into it and now it seems to be my occupation, when not multitasking in the home, cooking, ironing, washing, gardening and all that stuff. I can sit at my computer and write about anything and everything and I enjoy it. Isn’t that the main thing, to enjoy and have fun.


    1. Yes, and I need to remember it. Because I know I’m going to take a hit over the next couple of months because I just won’t have enough time to do everything. Garry pointed out that this might be just as well. A little less activity online might be easier on my nervous system 🙂


        1. We will be on TV in November, and on the radio on Halloween night. Or at least Garry will be. Whether or not I go depends on whether I feel up to it. I’ll write you and tell you about my project. It’s pretty cool 🙂


  3. Right on, Marilyn. Every once in awhile, I get discouraged with my blogging, but then something will happen or I’ll see a news story that I just can’t wait to write about – or I receive an especially nice comment from a reader, making me realize I’ve made so many blogging friends. Both writing and taking photos have become such a part of me that I doubt I’d be happy without them.


  4. You folks with all of your beautiful pictures of trees, flowers, landscape and so on. I think I better get a camera and start doing some photography myself. On second thought I seem to be having a tough time trying to get my blogging done. Why, really not sure, just seems like something gets in my head and I feel like I should share it.
    Thanks for your posts.


    1. If I couldn’t sometimes just post pictures and not do much writing, I’d never be able to keep blogging. I can listen to audiobooks while processing photographs, but I can’t write and do anything else!


  5. I started blogging to teach myself WordPress, then I fell in love with the blogging community and the good friends I’ve made online! I love being a storyteller, sharing my experiences and having others tell me their life experiences and imparting interesting nuggets of information.


    1. When it starts being like an unpaid job, I think it’s time to rethink how we are doing it. I need to just relax and post when I want to, not because I feel obligated. To let the rest of my life be at least equally important. But everyone has his/her own priorities.


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