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What I love about blogging

I have been blogging for approximately 4 years now. This has been for myself and for different media outlets, and I can surmise it as this: I love it. I love the freedom, the feel goods, and the various personalized spaces. I enjoy the freedom in relation to the various subjects one can talk about. I suppose it's for the same reasons people like shows like Good Morning America, The View, and Wake Up San Francisco with Danny Tanner. While bloggers talk about all kinds of things, some have niches of course, and that's why I enjoy going back to the virtual spaces/coffee talk sessions that I do.

All blogs whether about fashion, food, family and friends, and anything that falls between those areas, provide different vantage points to appreciate. The biggest common denominator between all the blogs I follow is the strong spirit of communication each author brings. People who blog share stories and interactions for all kinds of reasons. I am partial to each one I encounter and excitedly await for the next bout of chit chat. See? Just like waking up with Kathie Lee and Hoda!! But it lasts all day long as different posts go live. How's that for amazing??

Whether you are planning your next post to share a great recipe or fun vacation recap, sorting logistics of sponsorships, or generating innovative ideas to connect more people together, it's exciting to be thinking of the "what's next's" with blogging. I love being a blogger and using my space for all kinds of thoughts. I believe in the power of writing entirely, and blogging is such a cool platform to get things out. Also, it's basically a digital journal that one can look back on and always remember particular moments. Loves it!!

I look forward to keeping up with my passion for writing and blogging for as long as the ride goes. I'm also pumped to keep up with all my blog peoples. Blogging is an important endeavor in the world we live in. I don't believe it when I hear naysayers saying it's on its way out. Um, that's what they said about radio...And TV...To that I say, keep fighting for the good my friends.

Til we meet again,
M

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