I’ve been thinking about blogging for a while. I’m a bit of a cliche, to be honest. Middle-aged, under-employed, having a bit of a midlife crisis; blogging about my life seemed the logical thing to do, the problem being that I just haven’t ever had that much to say. I did think idly about starting a food blog as I’m quite good at stretching a meagre food budget, and enjoy the challenge of cooking strange and difficult things; but I never seemed to manage to remember to photograph the meals I made before I ate them, and if I did I was too lazy to actually write a blog post about them. And the problem that vexed me most was the conundrum of what to name this imaginary blog. All the obvious names were gone, and I had no USP.
It’s only now it strikes me that you don’t even need a USP to blog. Ultimately, there are so many voices shouting into the digital ether that there’s no point trying to single yourself out. There is, in fact, no point in blogging for anyone other than yourself, and then – like bands were always saying in the NME in the early nineties – ‘if anyone else likes it, it’s a bonus’.
So I’m writing this for me, because I think it might help me make sense of what is happening to me. But I’m putting it ‘out there’, onto the internet, because maybe I can make contact with other people who are going through something similar. Because this is a lonely place right now.