
Blog anniversaries and/or visitor milestones are a nice opportunity to do a retrospective on a blogging journey. (Little known secret: Some bloggers are self absorbed, and like to mull on past, present and future at a frenetic rate outside the norm of the regular population. Shhhhh, don't tell anybody.)
(Wait. Can one mull at a frenetic rate? I'm not sure that's possible. One implies slow, "mull", the other connotes fast, "frenetic". Yet, I sort of mean both of them at the same time, fast and slow, that gets the craziness across *and* I like the rhythm in that sentence. I'm leaving it.)
Another little known secret: some bloggers obsess over the tiniest nuances in a word or turn of phrase to a level that might benefit from medication.
Anyway......
I missed being able to post mullings on both my first Blog Anniversary (March 5th) *and* my 50,000 visitor milestone. Real life intervened. This holiday weekend, I've got a spare moment for some serious self absorption so let's put on our dancing shoes and grab the chance to celebrate my combined:
Blog Anniversary & 50,000 Visitor Milestone Retrospective
Wheee, how much fun is this.
I haven't read my first post since the week I wrote it. Let's flip back the calendar and read, shall we?
March 5, 2007
Our Heroine Begins to Blog
This isn't my first blog, although I'm not a terribly proficient blogger. Also not a particularly faithful one. I have so many interests that I'll plunge into one for awhile (blog, blog, blog) and then just burn out on the subject matter.....and there's the end of that blog, and, after awhile, onto the next one.
Of course, I've never attempted to blog on dominance and submission and relationships and my personal journey before either. That's not a subject to burn out on; it's a part of my core.
Why blog on D/s? Well, shrug, I'm in the mood to write. (Once upon a time, I fancied myself a writer of sorts, but please don't let that raise expectations.) And, I'm newly 45, which seems like an important milestone in a lifetime's alternative journey, so perhaps it's time to take a look at the path behind and make some plans for the path ahead.
I blather mostly in the first post because nobody ever reads the first post of any blog. If one gathers readers, it's much further along the way. I mean, I've had first posts read before, when I sent them to friends and co-workers, and gathered the husband and children to read the latest blog...but, this isn't the kind of blog I'll share with anyone I know.
So. It's me, myself, I, and a glass of Shiraz kicking off the first post...........
This is not a bad first post!
I don't know what got into me, starting the blog (which was then called Alternative Journey, whose name I got from a rock band name generator). I knew exactly nobody, not a single person in this end of the blogging world. I'd been to Tom's blog, read blogs off of his roll, but I'd never even commented on anyone's blog, much less made a friend.
Pretty sure, honestly, that the only real reason I started the blog was to get the next post, Spanking Christopher Meloni out of my system. It had been building up, oh yes it had!
I'm embarrassed to say that I did a google search on the terms "spanking Christopher Meloni" a few months back. I don't think I would have been embarrassed if my search turned up any results, but in the whole World Wide Web, I'm apparently the only person who harbors a fervent desire to bend him over, tie him up, and put him on the receiving end of a long afternoon with a leather strap, followed by unmentionable intimacies.
The only person who harbors yada yada fervent desire.
Yes, well, we've proven *that's* not true now haven't we, Quesera? ;) Also, little Miss E here is now a major Google destination for all things Meloni kinky. Visitors arrive hourly. People were interested -- just nobody had written it yet. (The Google image search screen shot above is from a very vanilla search of just "Christopher Meloni". I put the concept of spanking Meloni out into the universe and the universe did respond. Meloni loves every second of it. He told me so himself. Really.)
So, the March 7 Meloni post broke open the floodgates to making like friends, and broke open the floodgates to my being able to express a sexuality only known heretofore between me and my partners. I thought I was stone cold nuts, thinking of writing along a "sex blog" when I'm not open to blogging actual sex with actual sex partners and especially not my husbands who take up 17 years of my sexual history, together.
Turns out, you can write a "sexual desire blog" and people still show up. Even when, in the course of a year, you go more "eclectic" than "sexual desire", posting bread recipes, dog stories and Thanksgiving menus. Who knew.
..........how much fun has this been? A fuckload! More than a log flume ride, more fun than cotton candy & circus peanuts, more fun than finding the Golden Ticket, that much fun.
I'm struggling right now with time. I'm struggling with some "self reveals" that are necessary to write a few posts I'd really like to write. I'm struggling with the demons of fiction writing who keep screwing with HFDU production. (Why. Can't. I. Write. Better.) Another piece of virtual paper on the virtual scrap heap.
But friends, I haz dem. Thanks for that. This is only fun for me because we're talking back and forth. It's fun because of you.
































