When I first decided to start a website/blog, I did it with the intention of trying to look uber-professional to the literary agents out there, just waiting to squash my dreams of becoming a big time author, a la JK Rowling.
As I thought more about and read some of my favorite blogs, I thought: “What the frak am I doing?! I’m not as good as them! I don’t have a cute robot mascot or go to the store enough to post ugly cakes, and I sure as heck don’t have kids that I can exploit for financial gain! What am I going to do?! Should I even be doing this?”
So I did what anyone would do. I consulted the oracle of oracles…
A simple search of: what do I blog about brought forth a plethora of information so overwhelming that I was tempted to pour a little Bailey’s® into my morning coffee, just to take the edge off. But alas, I dove into the advice, looking at each site one by one. Each one said the same thing: “find your niche.”
And what’s my niche, you ask?
I have no freaking idea.
Again, when I consulted Google, I was told to think about my life to narrow down many of my experiences and interests. So what are my experiences and interests?
I’m married, but I don’t have kids.
No embarrassing pooping on the carpet stories or tales of woe about potty-training failures. Unless Huff the Hubs eats too much fiber.
I do have a job, but I work from home.
No chance of posting photos of humorous/passive aggressive notes left in the break room or stories of how I got crop-dusted on the way to the vending machine.
I’m into Star Wars, 80’s sci-fi, The Big Bang Theory, and Doctor Who, but I’m no Sheldon Cooper.
I have been to Comic Con, so I guess I’m closer than I think.
I’m a Christian and I promise I won’t smack you upside the head with my Bible.*
Unless there’s a mosquito on it. West Nile is real. Don’t take chances.
(*I will, however, lovingly tell you about a God that is real and loves you more than you know.)
I like to cook, but I’m no Paula Deen.
However, we do share an affinity for butter, y’all.
I enjoy fitness and eating healthy, but I’m no Jillian Michaels.
Unless you eat the last of the Biscoff® cookies. Then I’ll be on you like a Biggest Loser competitor on a cupcake at a Temptation Challenge.
I like beauty products in theory. I don’t use them because I’m
Four dollars for mascara? Puh-lease…I’ll just bust open an old ink pen.
So after I thought this through, I was even more frustrated! How in the world am I ever going to find my niche?!
A bright light from the heavens?
Oh my gosh, I’m having an epiphany (or a stroke; is that burnt toast I smell?)
My niche is (drumroll): the niche-less.
Yes, my friends! I’m following in the footsteps of Katniss, Tris Prior, and all those people who didn’t know which Hogwarts House they fit into! I’m starting a revolution! I will be NICHE-LESS.
This blog will be a forum of all the things I love…and probably a few things I do not love. Get ready. I’m going to blow your mind. Or at least give you something to giggle about while pretending to work. I’m hoping to keep my posts up-to-date, relevant, and funny. Sometimes, I may not be able to do all three (or just one) of them, but I hope you continue to read and giggle…even if it is at my own silly neuroses.