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"Get back in your box" and other thoughts on blogging.

When I look at other people's blogs I love the ones which are multidimensional. I have a preference for those which cover everything from fashion to travel, beauty to food and are personal, open conversations, preferably of the rambling, spill the beans - there is a word I'm looking for here, can't think of it - type.

So how come when I think about writing a new post, which differs slightly from my usual slightly neurotic, comical content I feel like a fraud? As if someone will put a big red mark across the page saying "NO. This is not your territory. Get back in your box".

I'd love to expand my blog (even calling it that makes me feel like a vain, self-centred idiot) to cover other interests I have in life, to post some of my favourite products I use, fashion loves or places I have visited. To display some pictures rather than hide behind drawings would be cool.

So why don't I? It all links back to the fear of criticism. It's somehow easier to type some of my thoughts down in a 'dear diary'-style post, safe in the knowledge that there is not much to link me back to the real-life me. Once I open it up with more content, some pictures and links to places and things I love, it somehow becomes harder to distance myself from it when it feels too real, too claustrophobic to have things out there in the public domain.

On a similar note, I only recently made my Instagram an open account. Again, I am equally fearful of sharing too much and people really seeing me but sort of like the thought of people seeing what I post and appreciating it. I might even link it here *closes eyes as she hands over the name* (@mrsmlmy) (I also might come back and delete it about a minute after I post this blog).

I am working through this whole "Feel the fear and do it anyway" (yes, thanks Pinterest) idea.
So I might dust off that camera and start taking some more pictures and post some other content (oh how stuck up do I sound?) soon.

Keep your eyes peeled.

See, another rambling, no real point to it, post polished off. Thanks for reading anyway.

P.s. I'm struggling with the comments section - it should be open now - feel free to try and leave me a comment (don't be too cruel please)!

Some blogs I love to read:

http://www.esteelalonde.com (cool Canadian living in London)
http://hannahgale.co.uk (love her "say it as you think it" writing style)
http://kellehampton.com (inspirational pictures and honest, creative parenting)
http://www.abeautifulmess.com (pinterest worthy stuff, very colourful)
http://doesmybumlook40.blogspot.com (be warned, you will purchase stuff impulsively)
http://havesomedecorum.blogspot.co.uk (honest, raw and funny writing by ALS ass-kicker)
http://morethantoast.org (stylish single parent)
http://www.viviannadoesmakeup.com (lifestyle and beauty blog/vlogger on a fitness mission)
http://www.hannahmaggs.co.uk (love the Michalaks vlogs too)





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  1. I read some of those blogs too but I have to say I've really gone off Kelle- way too contrived and staged photos with way too many sponsored posts!

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