I’m stumped. Clueless.
No, no. It’s not that I don’t know what to write about for my multicultural-themed blog. I have a list of diversity-Asian-themed topics I plan to tackle, all listed out neatly and saved in a Notepad doc on my laptop.
Each week when I explore a certain topic on my blog, it feels right. Something, call it instincts or gut or six sense, tells me it’s time to write about this this week. The topic chooses me. Each week I’ll open up the Notepad doc and a topic will jump out at me.
Over the past month and a bit, I’ve hardly felt this feeling. It’s as if my whole body hit a brick wall hard and my writer’s six sense got knocked unconscious in the process. You can say I’m having a bout of writer’s block.
In the midst of this confusion, I’ve been reflecting on what this blog means to me. When I started this blog a little over a year ago, I made it my mission to post my take on diversity-related current affairs – documenting the latest Asian fads (Gangnam Style, K-pop etc.), reviews of multicultural events and commentary on racist incidents. My intention was to improve my writing skills and get my ideas out there, not caring what others thought. Blogging to me then, was all me, Me, ME.
It was around the time I got Freshly Pressed when I thought, “Hey, maybe there’s more to blogging”. I started getting comments of differing opinions on my blog, began checking out other blogs and fell in love with reading and learning from so many different genres of writing. It amazed me – and still does – how selflessly countless of bloggers share their stories and insights in return for nothing.
I’ve always wanted to write for something, and at this point it struck me, “Why not share what I believe about you and I?” Slipping into a rhythm of incorporating personal anecdotes in my posts has helped me do exactly this, adding emotional touches to my stories that fellow bloggers have warmed towards. Today my Asian-focused blog is no longer about me – it’s about sharing posts, inspiring others to see how all of us are different yet so similar in this colourful multicultural world.
So far I’ve had a wonderful time on WordPress, enjoying putting up posts and commenting on others’ each week. I intend to address “Why the blog” in a more detailed future post. But the time doesn’t feel right at the moment. Why do I feel disengaged from writing lately? Maybe it’s because I’m uninspired from working full time or tired from cramming too many activities into my schedule each week.
I’m always open to suggestions on blog topics. That doesn’t mean I’m a doormat and will say yes to every idea. Every writer has their own voice. I have my own voice and am very picky about the subjects I write, drawing inspiration from things around me – a scene on Bourke Street, a conversation with that fellow public transport commuter, YOU.
Should I share more personal stories on being Asian Australian? Or revert back to writing more of the some-can-say-boring analytical current affairs pieces – especially on racism – that I usually put on The Risky Shift? I’ve also thought about featuring interesting photos I’ve taken on my blog.
Perhaps I should start a series on customs, something like my posts titled, “Hi, I’m Asian…”? Write about and compare Eastern and West lifestyles? Melbourne? Noodles? Banana bread? Pokemon?
I don’t know.
What should I write about?