Once upon a time, quite a while ago, in a land far far away, well here actually, a friend suggested I should start a business blog. I did not know what a blog was, far less a business blog. Apparently this would be a platform for my business, it would guide people to my web site and be instrumental in putting me on the financial map etc.
What a marvelous idea I thought and started forthwith.
Hmmmm yes, believe it or not this was once a business blog. I am pleased to say it failed miserably as a business blog as I just couldn't face the flag waving, in your face-ness that goes with the whole business blogging thing.
My blog seems to have morphed over the past year and a half into a chat page, a diary of nothing and of everything. Things happen, things don't. I love taking photos and I love that blogging allows me to share those photos with other people. Sometimes I put up photos of things I have made and have for sale on the web site, things I am excited about. But I know I'm not doing it 'properly', I know I am not writing a 'business blog' and getting my point across to an adoring public.
I'm glad, I look at those sites and the part of me that wishes I could write/blog like that, be the cold blooded business person reeling people into their selling world, well that part of me gets smaller all the time. Instead it is replaced by the part that says 'To hell with that, here's me, my life, my photos, funny stories, sad moments, recipes and maybe even a giveaway or two'. The business blog, no far from it.
A few weeks ago a fellow blogger emailed and asked me what I did. I had mentioned cutting my herbs so she asked what I was doing with them. I was thrilled by this, to me it was proof that I had drifted so far off course from 'business blogging' that people just didn't know what I did at all and read the blog for the stories etc. Good.
I'm glad I'm a failed business blogger.