I am no longer the woman I was, folks. And that’s a good thing.
Five years ago, I didn’t know who I was, really. I didn’t know how strong I was. I didn’t know how smart I was. And I sure as heck didn’t know my own value, in any meaning of the word.
Over the last five years, I’ve become a very different person in many respects. Of course, some things remain the same. I’m still incredibly goofy. I still tend to overthink everything. I’m still verbose. I still love writing or anything that has to do with creativity. I still love my husband and family ferociously.
I’m still blonde (sort of).
Really, it was less a process of changing than it was a process of excavating and polishing what was already there. Readers over the age of ~30 will know what I mean when I say that what I mostly did was become more solidly who I already was under all the post-adolescent crap.
See, here I go again, rambling on instead of getting to my main point. I really need to work on that.
Here’s the concise, web-friendly version: I won’t be writing about the internet here anymore.
There’s no fun conspiracy-theory-inducing stuff going on. I’m now working full-time as a copywriter for a fairly big interactive agency. I get to spend 40+ hours per week thinking, talking and writing about the web. (And I do think of it as “getting to” not “having to”–that’s the benefit of a creative job search, but that’s a whole ‘nother topic.) In short, I get all the self-expression I could possibly want in regards to the web.
I have tons of interests that have nothing to do with internet marketing. Those topics have gotten short shrift here for the last six months or so of my spasmodic career and personal wranglings.
So what does that mean for you, my beloved readers? All two or three of you?
It means that this blog might just get vaguely interesting again. Based on the comments, except for poor OtherKat, nobody but me around here gives a flying fig for techy geeky stuff.
I’ll be writing about faith and spirituality, creativity and writing, relationships and personal growth. The stuff I know a little something about and am interested in. Oh, and as always, you’ll have front-row seats for the funny, funky, and otherwise noteworthy stuff going on in my personal life.
One last thing: even though my business is closing it’s doors, I still accept gifts of Twizzlers. Keep ’em coming, people.