The serial blogger

I have had many different blogs over the years. 

Most were forced on when I was studying journalism in college. Really, it’s a genius idea. Professors want you to create a journal entry anyway, this way you’re learning to blog at the same time, which is a useful skill in the media world. I probably had at least three different blogs that I had to post on about whichever newsroom I happened to be in that week and about my experiences. Then there was the one about mobile journalism and how to apply using cell phones for journalism in the real world, which was the only one that actually had a large following. Then again, it was probably because my group and I were delivering useful, real-world advice.

Even after I was no longer forced to blog for a portion of my grade, I kept trying to create a blog I would love/look forward to post on. The one that stuck around the longest in college was a Tumblr about poetry.

That sounds just as hipster and ridiculous as it actually turned out to be. I had written poetry and from time to time I still did, so I would upload those, silly memes of Edgar Allan Poe, other poems that I wanted to share from various authors – and that was about it. Think about how interesting that was for people to read. Most likely, no one read it and it wasn’t interesting.

Then I graduated, drank with my friends for a summer and acted like highschoolers with over-21 IDs. Unfortunately, all frivolous youthful tromps must come to an end, and I was one of the first to get a real grown-up job that sent me to Montgomery, Ala. 

Let me get one thing straight here: I love the South. The food is the tastiest (albeit most fattening) the people genuinely do want to help you and it’s just kind of a comfortable down-to-earth environment. DISCLAIMER: This is coming from a woman that owns two pairs of Ariat cowboy boots.

While in Alabama I started a blog –  as in, a real, true blog. I wrote about recipes I tried while I was teaching myself to cook, delicious pastries I baked, interesting makeup techniques and outfits I put together. All of this is very Southern if you couldn’t tell.

Unfortunately, as much as I liked the feel of the South, my job was extremely unsatisfactory. As luck would have it, a friend of mine from college told me about an opening in sunny Florida. Long story short I moved down the Gulf Coast.

I forgot all about blogging, I tried twice in six months to start up my blog again until I finally realized I couldn’t revive it. I wanted to transform it into something new, I tried redesigning it and finally gave up. That blog was for my life in Alabama. Nearly a Belle was about a Midwesterner learning Southern ways, in general learning to be an adult and wanting so much to be a lady.

My life in Florida has been a constant struggle with everything from personal relationships to losing my phone two separate times, and I’m not sure it’s going to get any easier, but this blog is for my life now and everything that entails - which right now is overwhelming.

But just for the record, I still try ridiculous recipes that tend to be amazing and if they happen to end up on this blog, so be it. You’ll thank me later.