Just For Fun - Because We Can
A week or so ago, I noticed a decline in comments on a couple of my posts. Then I got to looking at other blogs and their comments. How do they have so many? Even blogs that have just started have upwards of 25 comments.
My thoughts were as follows:
- Wow, what happened to my comments?
- I wonder if my views are down.
- THEY ARE.
- Pssh, whatevs. I'm sure it's nothing.
- But what if it is something...?
- WHAT HAVE I DONE? I HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING.
- Stop overreacting, you weirdo.
- I'm sure it's normal to go through ebbs and flows of views.
- *sneaks over to all the blogs I follow*
- Nope, it's just me. They all have tons of comments and views.
- I'm sure that's normal. I mean, they have been doing this for...
- 3 WEEKS? What? How do you already have 1000 followers?
- This is unfair.
- Why does my blog matter if no-one reads it?
Obviously I was overreacting because YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE READ IT! *waves* Hello. But it really brought up something that I think needs to be addressed. Now I'm not saying that just because I wrote this up, the world will become magically fixed and we will all live in harmony, though that would be the ideal situation...
What happened to doing things just for the sake of doing them?
All of my life, I have been told that I can make a difference in this world. All of my actions should direct me towards a future of reaching thousands with my words of wisdom. At least that was what I thought...
Recently I've been running into this problem more than ever before. A short while ago, when I was editing my novel (which is the source of all my mental issues), I started down a dangerous thought process. I started to think "what does my novel matter anyway? No one's going to read it. Why am I writing it? Should I even keep going?"
Excuse me, I just need to go back in time and hit Past Me over the head with a brick.
- I was deciding I was going to fail before I even started. Who says that my work won't become the next Harry Potter? Who says that no one is going to read my books? They might become as famous as Lord of the Rings!
Or I could fail and crash and burn, my literary career dying a horrible and fiery death.
- What does it matter if no one reads my work? I love writing, so why shouldn't I do it?
- If it makes me happy, what does it matter whose life it changes?
This seems to be a popular theme in our society. We all get so caught up in trying to be the best person we can be and to make an impact on the world. We've been fed stories of people with great destinies doing amazing things with every moment, and now we strive to be those heroes.
I definately believe that it is great to want to use every moment of your time wisely, furthering your life and blessing others around you, but SERIOUSLY, what happened to doing something for no other great reason than because you love it?
That's the whole reason why I started this blog. I was just a wee little lass who loved writing about her day and who didn't care if others read it or not. It's so easy to get caught up in views, likes, all the people who see your work, and who you can reach with it, but I want to take a step back. I want to start doing things, not because that's where my talent lies or because it can help others (though you should help others as much as possible), but because I simply want to do it. Because it's fun.
You know what? Even though all my stick figures look worse than caveman drawings, and I don't actually know what all the letters on the drawing pencils mean, I'm going to draw the best gosh-darn flower I can. For no reason.
What do you do "just for fun"? And do you agree with me? Do you like drawing? Why did you start your blog (if you have one)? (tons of questions to choose from here. Look at me being all accommodating...)