Today is the anniversary of my start in blogging. I began this site before using WordPress, so the compilation of old posts is where you can read my very first yawn-inducing post. Since then I’ve provided many more yawns, I’m sure. I hope I’ve also managed to make some folks laugh and perhaps taught some readers a thing or two. I’m sure I’ve puzzled some readers. I know I’ve angered a few (those readers are most often quite willing to send me a comment or note and let me know; some have reprimanded me in a way that really shook me.). Some loyal readers have been here for a long time (oh you patient people … I do thank you!). And I’m guessing many have come and gone in a flash.

Hearing from readers is nearly always encouraging. Even if a reader disagrees with me, it’s fun to get a conversation going. (The angry, harsh ones … well … not so encouraging.) If I never heard from a soul I suppose I would finally throw in the towel. Or the oboe. Something.

Why blog? I really do wonder sometimes. (And I go through my “I should quit” phases more and more frequently.)

When Dan suggested I begin a blog I said, “Why?” I didn’t begin one right after that; I’m slow to take advice, as Dan knows. But it did become addictive. A friend said it was an egotistical thing to do — assuming that what I write is of interest to anyone else probably is egotistical.

But I began the blog because I thought some people might want an inside look at this crazy business I’m in. I began because I had a few things I thought students would be interested in (see the left sidebar). I began because I was reading other blogs (see right sidebar) and wanted to share those blogs with other readers. And I blog because I used to wish I could be a writer, but I knew I lacked the talent and intellect to be a published writer.

I think blogging is also therapeutic. When I’m feeling rotten about my playing it helps me puzzle over things. It helps me vent, too. I do wonder about my poor students — they have to read about all my insecurities. Is that a good thing? Hmmm. Perhaps not. Audience members might read about them too, which isn’t a great thing I guess, but I don’t believe there are audience members reading this blog at this point. (There were a few before WordPress, but I’ve not heard from them for a very long time.) It might be bad, too, to have reviewers read this blog. I dunno. I guess I just can’t worry about all of that. I have too many other things I can worry about!

Right now it’s English horn reeds.

What a surprise.

2 Comments

  1. It *is* interesting to have an inside look at what you do. And encouraging, too, to know that a professional like you struggles with reeds and anxiety and things like that, just like the amateurs and students.

    The little circle of oboe blogs that you’ve listed on the right over there (and you) have been endlessly encouraging, inspiring, and even entertaining for me. Seeing this community made me think that perhaps there *were* other oboists on the internet, and perhaps a comic with oboe jokes would amuse people outside myself, and it has been rewarding to say the least!
    I can’t thank you enough for all these years. And I hope you don’t stop for a long time!

  2. Awwww … thanks!

    Sometimes I think, “Oh I should just quit this thing. I’m being silly thinking it matters at all.” But I must confess I just have so much fun with it.

    And heck, it’s cheaper than therapy! Much cheaper.

    I really appreciate your kind words. They are so encouraging. Thank you, thank you!!