Going on a road trip directly after my mind-expanding (and brain cell damaging) weekend at ProBlogger was kind of a blessing in disguise. Instead of dashing home and doing ALL. OF. THE. THINGS. I was disconnected for the most part and I just had time to think and plan.
I need to get organised. I reckon that’s a big source of my stress, so that’s something I need to pull finger on. I’m an incredibly productive chaotic hurricane and I’m thinking maybe it’s time for some systems.
Are you a systems person?
The other weekend at Blogicon there was much talk about problem solving for your readers and giving them want they want, and it has once more raised the issue that I really just kind of write whatever. You want style tips, you go elsewhere. You want beauty tips, nope, you don’t look here….
I don’t really have a niche…. or maybe a have a few. I don’t have a swag of products to try to sell you. I’m not creating webinars and apps and planning world domination through technical means. If you want me to take photos of your family or help you with food inspiration, I can do that.
If I think of something funny – I write it down.
If I make something yummy – I want you to be able to eat it too.
If I’m feeling like I’m having a Brittany moment and about to shave my head – I share that too because I’m a blurter.
We have a thing, you and I.
I know that.
You care about what’s going on in my life, and you care about my family, and when you write back and share your stories I care about those. Sometimes our lives are running parallel and my shit is the same as your shit and we virtual high five each other know that we’re kicking life’s arse together even though we’re in the shit, and other times we are just a couple of buddies chatting over a virtual brewskie.
We can safely say we are in a relationship.
At times it’s a love affair, and other times we may take each other for granted a little bit like a long-term partner, but either way we have something going.
I’m here because it’s a space that I can share knowledge, a space that I can share all of my thoughts, dreams, images, recipes and poo stories…. Like having a catch up with friend. But after three years of writing all of my hope and fears, laughter and tears, I have to ask the question –
Why are you here?
Blogging is a kind of voyeurism – a little window into someone’s life, which is tantalising but what is it about this blog that keeps you reading?
I’m not asking you because I want you to blow sunshine up my arse.
I’m asking you so that I can give you more of what you want.
Do you like when I cook easy mid-week meals, or do you like my lazy weekend lunches?
Do you want more women’s issues, or do you wish I would stick to parenting philosophy, and anecdotes?
Do you like when I make videos?
I used to write so much for love and share snippets of my life and just write whatever but it’s changed over the years. Now I overthink it a bit and wish it was simple again but you can’t really go backwards, can you?
Keeping Up With The Holsbys is not a job for me.
I don’t wear a uniform, and I don’t clock on or off, but it blessedly turned into a way that I can make some fun clams to keep my kids in the Happy Cow and rice crackers that they like to eat, whilst still getting to be myself complete with random vagina talks, crazy life experiences and body hair.
The best thing about this NOT JOB, is that we can do whatever we want here – you and I…. so please, shoot me a quickie and tell me,
What do you want from me?
What bits do you like the best?
What bits are you meh about?
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