In the past month I have encouraged several people to take up blogging. Maybe, I would even go so far as to say I insisted that they take up blogging. Who's kidding who, I practically harassed them. So, this begs the question, has making other people blog become a hobby? Not hobby, but certainly it has become a pursuit, and I really don't know why.
I started this just for a way to express myself that wasn't related to being an ESL teacher (though I am thinking about a blog on that as well). Perhaps, I didn't realize how much I would enjoy it, how good it would feel to put my words on the page. When I started I had no idea if it would go beyond the first few ideas I had. Granted, it has only been a couple of months, and I haven't become an internet sensation, but it has lasted longer than some of my endeavours.
Why the need to drag (kicking and screaming) some others into this? I don't know. It certainly wasn't intentional. If someone mentions that they have seen my blog, I quickly tell them that they should make one too. Barely before they can finish a sentence, I start planning their blog for them. I ask them about titles, I give encouragement, I blather on and on about how easy it all is. I must have a sickness.
This really isn't like me at all. Most of what I do, I do by myself. I took up some hobbies figuring I would meet people, that it would become social, but not that I would be out there trying to build a community. I like to settle on the edge of the community, and slowly meet people. I don't rush to the centre and demand attention. Hmmm? I wonder what's really going on.
I guess blogging has made more of an impression on me than I realized. I wonder if that means I will be accosting complete strangers on my commute, telling them to get on their smartphones right now and make a blog? Hopefully, it won't go that far...but one never knows.