Who the fuck is going to read this blog?
The fact is, I have a book coming out soon. The name of the book is Silicon Valley Girl: My Adolescent Life and Times, and an Ode to Generation X. I know my life will never be the same after this book comes out, but I believe it’s part of the reason I’m here. It’s what I’m supposed to do on earth. So here goes, and then I’m naked to the world with my adolescent soul laid bare for all to see, forever. Maybe I’ll find out I’m not much of a weirdo, after all, or that there are lots of other weirdos out there who can relate to the life of a weirdo like me.
The thing is, I’m an extrovert. Not as much as I used to be, but that’s because I used to be like an extrovert on steroids. I like crowds and I like people. I don’t mind being the center of attention, which will be great when my book becomes a New York Times bestseller, right?
But still I really didn’t want to have to blog because it seems like such a commitment. Blogging is like a long-term relationship, when what I want are a few really scintillatingly-sweet, satisfying moments that I can stretch out over years if I so choose.
I think the purpose of blogging (for me, not necessarily other people) is to be a voice for the voiceless, even though with social media, no one is really voiceless anymore. But you get the gist. The point is, some people are scared to share what they’re really thinking, and so part of why I’m blogging is to let you know you’re not alone. You’re not the only weirdo in the world. Look at me. I’m a complete weirdo and I like it that way, plus I’m publishing a book for all to see what I really thought about and did when I was in high school. So there you have it. This is my first blog.
Of course, I did some basic research. What I decided to use as my main guideline was How to Start Blogging by Jane Friedman. I’m not going to do every single thing she says, but a lot of it resonated with me, so I’ll use what I deem useful.
Also, yesterday I stumbled upon The Bloggess and was really inspired. I found this blog by writer Jenny Lawson when I went online to read a preview of her book, Let’s Pretend This Never Happened, which I found because I was researching author blogs. I like the look of her website and think her blog is interesting, but mostly I’m drawn to the content of the book, which seems, from what I’ve read so far, to be as brilliant as it is brutally honest and unflinching. I thought, wow, this lady is really courageous to put herself out here like this, to have her thoughts and life dissected by the general populace. I got a clear picture in my head about boundaries I don’t necessarily want to cross in baring my own soul, but I certainly take my hat off to her. She’s fucking got amazeballs.
So that’s the story of how I began this blog. I’m not really interested in having a huge following, per se. I really just want to sell books. And then write and publish more books, and I hope people will like them and buy those, too.
Like the diaries I kept as a teenager, I’m probably going to blog about shit that happens in my life or things I’m thinking about, rather than trying to zero in on a particular subject or capture a specific audience. My hope is that all this will happen very smoothly. Easily. Authentically. Clickety-clack at my keyboard for a few strokes and there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. There you have it.
I’m Maya. I’m from the Silicon Valley. I have an Afro and I don’t like to straighten my hair.
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