Oh man, so this story starts out the weekend before Alt when I had drinks coffee with Mariela. See, she forgot her purse, which had her ID and we ended up drinking tea at the coffee shop kitty corner from the bar. I couldn’t have asked for a better mess of events because it lead to better discussions and less of a hungover the day after. She is one of those rare people who actually went back to the beginning of this blog and read the entire history up until now… or at least close to it. She’s read angst, and goofyness, and embarrassment, and stupid blog stuff I tried and then abandoned 1/2 way through. And that’s why I was shocked when she mentioned how I hadn’t been writing.
Hadn’t been writing? But… but I had been working so hard to generate content! I had been scouring my brain and trying to balance some semblance of a private life with my tendency to over share. There is no way that anyone could think I wasn’t writing. But then she said that she missed the old me, the me she could relate to, the me that was goofy and made mistakes, and told funny (disparaging) stories and that’s when I realized: dude, I totally miss that person too! But somehow I had wandered away from myself with all of the business of blogging talk and the thoughtfulness, the strategy that goes into my work on APW.
And then I spent the next few days packing and stressing over Alt and wondering if I still had it in me to blog the way I did, or had I moved on into a different realm. (I’m obviously telling this story a little backwards since you already know what happened during my brain go boom moment during the first panel of the conference.) And then! Alyssa, Meg, and I were out to dinner on that first night and Meg was asking me about my numbers, and I was kind of whining about how they’d dropped (maybe because I wasn’t interesting anymore? Hmm?) and she mentioned how she’d noticed my blog was lacking direction. And then! (this is the big and then) She asked me what made me the happiest to write about, what did I have the MOST fun doing on my blog. And I didn’t know what to say. I choked on myself and I started saying, “well what I get the most comments on is…” and she interrupted me and repeated her question. And I said, “telling stories. I LOVE telling stories. And I love talking about fashion in a very every-girl kind of way.”
Later that night I was reiterating all of this to Kamel when he said (and this is where he redeems himself for the pig comment), “Lauren… what you write about is directly under your title…’writer stumbles through life while laughing and trying on clothes.’ THAT’s who you are. So just write that. Do it.” Um… DUH! He’s a GENIUS!
So I carried that along with me every where I went. I knew that I was going to spend the majority of my focus on telling amazingly entertaining stories to you all. And then some of my focus on fashion – cuz duh, I love the pretty.
AND THEN! (here we go again) I had the pleasure of listening to the Swiss Miss during the last keynote discussion on the final day. And she had a list of Rules to Blog By. And number one one the list: Write What You’re Passionate About. Blogging 101 – Passion. And suddenly I felt energized (totally, gut-wrenchingly exhausted), validated, and motivated to continue on this journey, continue pushing myself to do what I’m really good at and what I really enjoy.
So that’s what you’re going to see more of and be part of. A lot more stories, a lot less fluff. I hope you’re ok with that. I hope I can make you laugh so hard your friends HAVE to ask what you’re looking at online, and hopefully in the very near future I can have more time to have more ridiculous adventures which will fill my head with even more goofy observations, leading to even more slightly awkward situations which I will invariable share here.
Have a good weekend,