This is not the post I promised for today, but it’s something I’ve had on my mind for several weeks, and I’ve decided to go ahead and post it for Monday. I will post the promised photos and talk about the new construction on the island on Tuesday.
Here we are. Another season almost gone. Months and weeks and days and minutes shared. My love for this stunning rock goes on, and the feedback I get from my readers keeps me sitting down almost every day at my laptop to try and share that love with you.
I have to be honest though. I haven’t been pleased this year with what I’ve done on this blog. Oh, I think the photos are good – and I love capturing Mackinac Island through my lens. When I look back over three summers of blogging though, it’s the first two that gave me the most pleasure. I wrote about the island and how it works, I told stories about people here and the jobs they do, and I tried to make you feel you were right here with me – learning every little nuance of this incredibly beautiful place. The creative outlet for me has always been the writing. The surprise that I could take pretty pictures was just that – a surprise.
My dissatisfaction this year is with my writing. To me, this blog has become not much more than a journal of our days here, and I often wonder – who cares? In my heart of hearts, I know I am questioning not you, the reader – but me. I know from the blog statistics that the reader numbers continue to rise, and I know that quite a few new readers came on board this summer. To those who joined me this year – please, go back and read through the archives. I can do better than what I’ve done this year.
So, what next? I truly don’t know. The magnet that draws me to this keyboard is just as strong as ever. I just don’t know what to write to keep you interested and not bored to tears. A lot of my frustration is from thinking I’m now covering “old” ground. It seems I’ve talked about just about everything I know to talk about. Even with the photos . . . how many pictures of the Grand do you really enjoy seeing?
So today I’m venting, and I need your feedback. What are your thoughts and ideas? I need to know what you’re looking for when you click on Bree’s Blog – is it just the photos? Is the writing some of it also? What can I do to improve?
To get even more personal . . . . I’ve talked with you about my problems with sleep apnea. I have not been diligent this summer about using my apnea machine. If I added up all the nights I’ve actually used it, I could probably count them on my fingers and toes . . . and have toes leftover. It’s true – I just cannot force myself to use it. And because of that, I am now having all the symptoms I was having when I first was diagnosed – lethargy, testiness (Ted has another name for it), inability to focus, daytime sleepiness. All my fault – and something that HAS to be addressed when we return to Georgia. In my heart of hearts I also know that this could be the cause of some of my dissatisfaction with the writing and my laziness about getting out and pursuing something more interesting to write about.
Wow – I’ve really put it out there, haven’t I.
But the thing is . . . I feel l can talk to all of you as though you’re my friends. I know some of you very, very well because you comment all the time, you email, we’re friends on Facebook, and when you come to the island, we get together. But I also feel a real connection with those of you who never say a word. I know you’re there because my statistics page says you are . . . and you are a very loyal group. I don’t want to lose you.
As we prepare to leave the island in a few days, most of my thoughts are turning to next year and what I want to do with Bree’s Blog. It’s something I’ll be thinking about all winter in Georgia, and with your help, I hope that when we arrive next spring, the blog can be fresher and better than ever. I need your help for that to happen.
Please – tell me your thoughts and ideas. If you’d rather not comment online, please feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Thanks so much for listening to me for three summers. Now it’s time for me to listen to you.
Love in Christ,
P.S. Some of you have said in the past, “when writing the blog is no longer fun, you should stop”. Please know that it is more than “fun” – it is an outlet that I need. But the need is there also to make it better and to make sure readers still think it is “fun” and want to make it a part of their day.