What 13 Year Olds and Great Bloggers Have in Common

24 Aug

Thirteen.  Perhaps the most awkward, un-sure, un-attractive (in my case) stage in life.  You’re a kid but you think you’re a wise old woman.  You’re attracted to boys but scared to death of them.  I came across this article in the Toronto Star on the weekend.  For the first time in my adult life, it made me wish I was 13 again – just a little.

The article features teen bloggers who capture the rawness of this stage of life in their posts.  This is something I mastered in grade school – with sweeping statements about my family, passions and life that I believed from the bottom of my heart. 

But now, as an adult, or worse- as a PR professional– this is something I find really difficult.  On one hand, I’m trying to practice what I preach  – being personal, authentic and honest in my writing.  But on the other hand, I am forever conscious of what I post, careful about positioning my opinions as not to offend the wrong people or comment on an issue I am uninformed about.  God help me if I spell something wrong.

The problem is, this cautious approach to writing can make me miss blogging as an art.  There’s something truly beautiful about those posts written in the middle of the night – when you can’t get something off your mind, when your raw honesty and emotion is crystal clear in your writing.  My notebook is the keeper of this expression, and the only one who sees that is me.

I have the utmost respect for those bloggers daring enough to be 13 again. Those who blog in its truest form and help others to understand perspective, their stage in life- be it one as awkward as tween years or as scary (and thrilling, I imagine) as motherhood.  I appreciate this art. 

While I’ll never tell you what i really think of my ex-boyfriend or that idiot at the last conference I was at who confused a seminar for a business pitch on my blog, I’ll continue to weave my personal voice into communications related posts.  Thank you brave bloggers – you inspire me.