Why It Is Hard Blogging About Myself (Or, Finding The “Me” in The Story)
As a longtime journalist, I’ve written thousands of stories.
Closest to my heart is breaking business news about people and companies, and specifically within the tourism and hospitality industry.
My freelance career also has included blogging for years, covering arts and culture in and around Washington, DC and San Diego for Examiner.com.
Currently, I ghost write a couple film blogs. No, I can’t tell you which ones.
There’s a reason why I’m the ghost: I give my words to someone else and allow them to take credit.
I also regularly write short blog reviews as the manager of PR Newswire for Bloggers.
All of the above = my comfort zone.
So the idea of writing about myself is big huge leaps into another solar system outside my comfort zone.
As a journalist, I’ve been trained to be objective. I’ve gotten so good at it that personally, it drives my family crazy. I can’t help it; I see and seek out both sides of every story.
On my wedding day, when asked what the bride would want regarding __insert issue here__, I answered, “Ask a bridesmaid. She’ll know what I want.”
Blogging about myself is like opening up my closet and being asked to describe my style.
What? I don’t know. Do you really want to look in there?
They say the first step toward recovery is admitting you have a problem. OK, you got me. It’s nearly impossible for me to blog about myself. But I’m up for the challenge.
Let’s do this.
Christine Cube is a media relations manager with PR Newswire and a freelance writer. You can follow her at @cpcube. Don’t bother asking her what her favorite color is. She likes many.