It occurred to me this morning that I have become out of touch with my blog. I started this blog to not only chronicle my journey around the globe over an undefined period of time, keep my friends and family updated but also for myself. I started writing because I enjoy writing, I love the feeling when you think up a phrase or an interesting comparison that takes an ordinary story and turns it into a sort of poetic log.
When I have a list of important things to do, and procrastination sets in, as it always inevitably does, I sometimes troll back to the beginning of my blog, when I lived back in Halifax. My ideas and goals are similar but my blog has grown and changed, as have I, or at least I imagine I have changed. At first, I wanted to give readers places to go, things to do, ways to spice up their lives, just like I was trying to do with mine, and today I am chronicling my own story, so that perhaps those who are thinking of doing the same kind of trip or journey can take comfort in knowing that someone else is making it happen someplace. I also like to think that my friends who don’t travel, who are homebodies by nature, who find ultimate content in being in the place they grew up surrounded by the familiar smells and sounds they have also had, can travel with me through my words and get to know the world from their own doorstep.
When I say that I feel out of touch, I mean that recently I have been writing little blurbs and quick posts about things I have been doing, more as a means to update friends and family, and less of a chronicle or journal. My new goal is to tell more stories. I will never forget a couple of years ago when I met my favourite author for the first time, Ivan E. Coyote back in Halifax. His specialty is story telling and he is a spectacular storyteller both in person and on paper. He tells stories to keep history alive and I guess in effect to create history itself.
I will always post quick shorts and updates because I like to keep everyone updated but I am going to make an effort to fill the voids in between with stories, because after all who doesn’t love a good story?
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