Editor’s Note: This is part two of my thoughts on blogging, at the request of lovely reader, [Meg]
Do you have a Blogging Privacy Bill of Rights? I only ask because apparently everyone should have one. It seems it’s the newest, hippest thing since people twisted and twirled in the Hula Hoop.
Oh, we can’t hurt someone’s feelings. Oh, we have to be discrete and prim and proper…and blah, blah, blah.
Enough, I say!
I figure I have nothing to hide, so why even try, you know? And, I do have that handy little disclaimer on my blog’s main page should any legal issues ever arise. See, I’m always thinking ahead. But check out my own blogging rules.
My life’s an open book
t always has been. It comes with the territory of having a disability. You lose your sense of modesty very quickly – after 27 surgeries, you don’t worry about a pimple on your nose, trust me. I’m actually not in favor of hiding anything — it’s best just to get everything out there in the open. After my father died, a lot of friends and family were hesitant to tell others that he died from suicide. Why, I always wondered? That’s how he died; by pretending it was something else, you’re just perpetuating the stigma of suicide and society’s natural tendency to shove it under the rug and pretend as if it doesn’t exist. It does exist. It exists in my life every single day.
If you’re in my life, I’m going to write about you
That’s just how it is with a writer. We write about what we know – the good, the bad and of course the awkward. That’s what makes for such great, real, heart-wrenching writing. Some people like to write about fantasy – don’t get me wrong, I love to do that sometimes too. But you have to balance it all out with a heavy dose of reality sometimes. I always tell my friends and family: If you know me, you’re never safe from the possibilities of my pen (or keyboard, whatever the case may be!).
You do the crime (make me fall in love with you or break my heart), you do the time (a story about you on my blog)
Now, this naturally could include multiple stories if you do multiple things to me. Whether they are good or bad things (I hope for your sake they’re good things), I am the Taylor Swift of the blogosphere, remember? You’re not going to get away that easy. Ever.
So, what do you think? Is there a line you simply refuse to cross when blogging? How do you resist the temptation to just put it all out there? Obviously, I’ve succombed to the temptation already.
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