How to Write

I've had this theme playing around in my head over the past few days, of friendship. See, I'm writing this blog, and I'm 99% sure that the only folks actually reading it are friends of mine...except for the folks from Germany, Norway, and Russia that have peeked in. That threw me. Really? Russia? I'm pretty positive that makes me heroic in my own eyes. Nonetheless, the other, VAST majority consists of people, who, if blogger actually named names, I'd know. These are folks I have laughed with, cried with, poked fun at, or been mercilessly slaughtered in the poking fun by. One thing I know, I can beat them all at Mariokart for the Wii...but I digress. They are my friends. And in that understanding, there is quite a bit of safety on my part for being open and honest here. Which ironically, only makes for a better blog. So, thank you friend, for taking the moment to read my ramblings. I treasure you.


Which leads me to why I've been thinking about relationships lately. I read a blog by Donald Miller in which he says that the best advice he had ever received in regards to writing, was to love his reader. I laughed at the simplicity and beauty of this notion as I was reading it yesterday thinking, "Donald Miller has never, and probably will never meet me, but he wrote his blog to extend a little bit of love my way". And that, is awesome. I want to write like that. I want to always keep in mind that whether the person I am writing to be a friend or stranger (hello new friend in Germany!), that I am sensitive to loving them, either through my open struggle with weight loss...this is after all the Incredibly Shrinking Kelly, or laughter...because this is after all the Incredibly Shrinking Kelly. After all, I am not writing a blog as a place to keep my thoughts, my own skull does that quite well, but as a way of sharing a bit of my life with you, in genuine hope that my words, words, words, can make their way through the jungle of the internet to touch your heart. To connect. To join in our shared experiences of food, exercise, or just plain complaining. Because the fact that you read this means the world to me.  But what matters more, is the fact that you care. And that, I'll appreciate always.


So, if that makes me a better writer, so be it. Because knowing how you have supported me through life, through facebook, through all kinds of means and modes, has made me a better me. Even you, Norway.


Tomorrow I'll break my "not writing every day" vow (again...I know), and actually update with what's been going on this past year...or just jump in where I am now. I'm really not sure which one y'all would be more interested in? If folks comment, I'll go with it, if not, I'll just flip a coin. But either way, enough with this sentimental stuff, I'm bringing on the whining.