“Write what you know.”
It’s the oldest adage applied to anyone who has ever put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard. When I started blogging in 2005, I wrote what I knew: about my everyday life. As the years flipped by, my blog changed from a very personal space into a love letter to Vancouver Island to nothing more than re-worded press releases. No matter the topic, I still felt that I was writing of things I knew much about.
Except that’s no longer true.
A lot of people tend to be surprised to learn that I don’t, in fact, live on Vancouver Island. Last week, I met local blogger Marc Smith at a Dine Out Vancouver evening sponsored by AMEX. He mentioned that it was really great that I made it all the way over from Vancouver Island for the event. In truth, I made it all the way downtown from somewhere nestled between Kerrsidale and Dunbar.
I haven’t lived on Vancouver Island in almost a decade.
So can I still write about “what I know” in tandem with publishing posts about Vancouver Island? I don’t think so. I don’t feel so. What I know and what I experience today is different from that of five years ago and even from five months ago.
I live in a sweet white house surrounded by a white picket fence with the man I love and our dog. Our weekends are spent drinking home-brewed coffee, reading books, roaming the trails at Pacific Spirit Park or in Burns Bog, planning our wedding (more about that another day), or finding inspiring ideas on the shelves at Home Depot. All of these things, here, in Vancouver.
A lot has changed in nearly 10 years.
Last weekend, after a rainy Saturday dinner of phở and vegetable spring rolls, J asked me if I’m still blogging. “No…” I told him. He asked me why and I simply stated that I’d rather live my life than write about it. But the truth is that, while maintaining the blog I had been writing was becoming nothing short of a chore, I do still love to write. And writing what I know – that is, my life – can be quite simple when I feel inspired to do so.
Continuing to call this a Vancouver Island Blog makes absolutely no sense. The Island has and always will be a place I can call home, but it is not my home. It is not my life any longer. Removing that title from my blog removes with it the burden of what, for so long, felt like forced content and posts that lacked any kind of imagination. Removing that title frees me up to write about whatever I want, whenever I want.
While I can expect to lose some readership, I hope that most of you who have been following me will continue to join me with wherever my writing might take us all.