Monday, February 14, 2011

I’m Niche-less

As you can tell from my “About Me” next to my photo, I’m still trying to figure myself out. Now, I’m 41 and still trying to “get” who I am and my blog is 3 yrs old this month, can you see where I’m going? It may take me a while to figure out what this blog is about.
That being said, bloggers are known to be niche-y. There are Mom bloggers, Photo bloggers, Mom’s of disabled children bloggers, Location specific bloggers, Travel bloggers, Crafting bloggers, etc.

Me? I really got nothin’. Well, I guess that’s not exactly true. I think I have everything! That could be my “problem”?
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I’m a single mom, who lives an unbelievably unbloggable life. I mean, who’s gonna want to hear “Yah, so I was at home today blogging and watching various tv shows for the day. And I was in my jammies. Could you leave me a comment?”
I live in a rural town of about 3000 people. Many of us live outside the town limits. Not a whole heck of a lot of exciting things happen here. Sure, the plow truck came out twice this week, but I forgot to get photos. The pictures totally would’ve made the Hey The Plow Is Here post R-O-C-K!
The only places I travel to is work, church, and bible study. I guess I could write about local gas prices, but there are only 3 around me and that would get boring kinda quick. We did travel to VA for Christmas, but it’d be a very quiet blog if I only posted once every couple years when we head out there.
My son has hearing loss in his left ear, but for the most part I don’t think about it except when he’s running out to the bus because he’s late and I forgot to give him the hearing aid and I’m yelling at him to come back. Sorry bus driver…again.
I take photos, but mine aren’t like The Pioneer Woman or A Beautiful Mess. Mine are SOOC (how about that lingo) and never have any detail info. I’m lucky to go into Photoscape and add a frame…sometimes. Let me just say how thankful I am when people link up to my Wordless Wednesday and I’m doing Project 52.project52button2-300x275I have 4 kids. They aren’t little toddlers who do the cutest things and wear the cutest clothes. My oldest is a sophomore in college. When she turns 20 I may do a lot of depressed posts because it means I’m getting old. I have 2 in the middle and my youngest is 7. Just not the most exciting stuff in the world to make a niche out of.
I’m going to be getting a divorce. While that may add some good stuff as posts, I don’t want to be known as the Divorced blogger. No thanks.
I’m a Christian, but I don’t blog about my faith daily with ideas of how to bless your family, serve your neighbors, or how the Lord is working in my life. I have NO problem writing about my faith and if God inspires me to share something, you’ll definitely see it here. It’s just not the only thing that would define my blog. Maybe it should. Sigh…
Woven by Words started off as a Christian Book Review blog. It was that way for over 2 yrs. Then I started seeing what other bloggers were doing. I had been in my own book blogging bubble that whole time and had no idea there was so much happening out there. I kept that rock I’d been living under as a reminder to pop my head out into the world from time to time. My reading tanked when I started Marvelous Mom Reviews because it took over my life. I miss my books and my book blogging pile
What does a blogger do when they don’t have a niche? What if you’re just a gobbledy gook of everything, and occasionally nothing? I have no idea. For now I’ll just keep plodding along and dragging you with me, if you stay. I know Woven by Words isn’t what it started out as. If there are people who are disappointed in that, I apologize. My hope is that I’ll begin to figure myself and my blog out, but if I don’t, eh, such is life.


Fran said...

"Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself."

Do and write about what you love, and what you would love to create yourself into.

Linda Kish said...

Sounds like the kind of blog that suits me.

Sorta Southern Single Mom said...

You are eclectic... wear it with pride!

Honestly, I'd consider you a mom blogger... not that you blog solely about your kids, but they show up enough... think about it, just in the course of a regular post that isn't actually about one of them, how many times do they get a causal mention?

Melanie said...

I think there are a lot of us niche-less bloggers out there. My blog started out as a place for me to talk about the abuse I suffered, but I quickly figured out I didn't JUST want to talk about the bad stuff in my life. So my blog is a hodge podge of abuse related material, crafting, cooking, God, kids (mine aren't "cute" either at 20 and 17! LOL!). My goal isn't to get a book deal (of course I wouldn't turn it down!), but rather to connect with other people and remind myself that I am not alone, and maybe, just maybe my struggles can help someone else.

Keep blogging!

PS -- I got the book. Wow! Thanks! It's a leather bound copy : )

Shelly said...

I think the niche is "smorgasbord." lol That's what I feel my blog is. A little bit o this, a little bit o that. And that's ok!

Liz Mays said...

Experts love to try to pin us to a niche, but some of us just don't want that! I like it!

Daenel T. said...

I adore the randomness of your blog and hope you never change!

Mimi said...

Oh Honey, I am in the exact same boat. No niche. No real focus on my personal blog. But plodding along is OK! Sometimes it's the best way to get to where we're supposed to be.

Hugs & extra love,

Dacia said...

Visiting from SITS comments :) I feel the way you do with our crafts--sometimes we're all over the place. But that's the way we like it. We like to be able to create in any area we want instead of being stuck to just one thing. I say write about whatever you want and enjoy it! Great to meet you :)

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