Notes from Home Plate has been going strong now for about two years. I first began it as a way to keep everyone updated when Nick and I moved to Boston. Digital technology, I’ve discovered, has a marvelous potential for keeping people together. Through online tools, I’ve been able to connect with family as far as the Philippines, as close as Russia, Ohio, and spread news to neighbors on our street.
Well before I started this particular blog, I had been slowly spreading my writing to different magazines, both in print and online, and have been able to forge relationships with different publishers, press houses, and writers. The majority of my assignments, requests to present at conferences, and basically any opportunity to advance myself as a writer has come from opening my writing to the web. With careful navigation and a discerning eye, the internet is and can be the leading tool for freelance writers, especially those like me are looking to stay independent, but advance in my writing projects to become more streamlined and long-term. In a nutshell, I’m growing out of short stints for magazines, quick reports, and blog posts. It occured to me in a car ride with Nick, after one of my photography shoots, that I had reached a point in my pregnancy, or rather, in my life, where I finally had my first encounter with physical limitation: I wasn’t just physically exhausted, I was mentally drained by my desire to accomplish so many different things.
Not only was I tired, but I realized after shooting a wedding for 13 hours, that to be
good great at anything requires much more than just love and passion. I’ve got plenty of that. It takes large doses of discipline and a thick skin for rejection. As I collapsed in the car and Nick drove me home, this epiphany of age dawned on my noggin: I have to choose.
You don’t become great at anything spreading yourself too thin or promising your time and energy to 10 different ideas. You choose one. And the rest is a lot of prayer, luck, and work.
As Isaiah lets me know more and more everyday that my life is about to take on a monumental and glorious change, my concept of “time” and “freedom” is going to undergo a radical makeover. It’s time for priorities.
How does that all affect this blog?
Well, let this post be a sign of an impending change. At the endless prompting by writing colleagues, support from my editor, and a profound desire to retain and grow my readerships from various circles, I am working with a webdesigner to create my own site. It will be a forging of several blogs and websites that I already contribute to, a home for my writing, a place where people can find me. As I begin to present my writing and work to different audiences, it will only behoove me to settle into one place where everyone can find me — family, friends, strangers, publishers, and readers. Also, it will allow me to focus on ONE place, one site, one project. The easier it is to find me, the more obtainable my writing goals become.
The new site will be much different than this blog, obviously. Notes from Home Plate has largely been anecdotal writings about my personal life with Nick, our life together, and glimpses into our domestic creation we have called home and marriage. It is quite different than, say, articles I have written about social activism, gender equality, or spiritual liberation. It won’t be easy, but my vision is to incorporate ALL of my writing, all of who I am, into one place.
As a writer, especially as an online contributor where readers respond instantaneously and emotionally-charged, I’ve learned much about disagreement and criticism. Opening ALL of my my writing to strangers is not what makes me nervous, it’s opening it to those already in my life! It’s to my family and friends who often see me, know me, and will also be reading my work. But, in addition to coming to a point in my life where I have grown tired of separating my audiences, I have come to point where I feel the need to allow those in my life to read me, to know me, and pray that that will lead me to a better place as a writer. I’m planning on writing more courageously. There is a very, very fine line I must observe when it comes to boundaries and taking risks. I’ve been sitting on this decision for a mighty long time and I finally decided to bite the bullet. Pull the trigger. Jump in the deep end. Hit the gas pedal.
My own website is on its way.
The spirit of change is always fraught with unpredictability and fragility. It’s always a channel of excitement, opportunity, and novelty. Watch for it in the next month.