Nobody ever starts a blog to win an award. Certainly I never did. I started Pouting In Heels back over five years ago when I was in early pregnancy with my daughter Elsie and keen to write about women’s stuff, impending motherhood and the like. Honest truth? I didn’t even think I would last very long at this blogging malarkey and I definitely didn’t start blogging for fame, awards, free stuff
WHEN I first started this very blog back in 2012, I had no idea where it would take me. If indeed anywhere! I had no objectives or game plans, no goals to meet or things I ‘had to do’, just a real urge to write honestly about what it feels like – from my perspective- to be a woman in this world.
*Warning – for context, this post features some swearing so if you’re easily offended then you might want to turn away now. OK, before I begin, I should probably warn you all (yep, another warning) that I’m pretty angry. Which means I’m ready to rant and put the world to rights. If you’re not a blogger, you may not give a tuppence about this post although I’m hoping you’ll hang
I FEAR many things in my life. Some of them you’ll probably share with me. But what if I told you I was afraid of writing. What on earth would you make of that?
A FEW months ago, I considered quitting blogging. Wrapping my creative baby up and taking her away from the online world. It happens every so often. Four years into Pouting In Heels and I’m well aware that every so often, when things turn a darker shade, I find myself in the ‘should I quit?!’ position.
A FEW days ago I delivered my first ever workshop! A 2.5hr blogging workshop bonanza in my home town of Barnsley to an eager, enthusiastic and absolutely lovely group. During it I chatted about my personal experience as a blogger, how I’ve made it to the level of ‘professional blogger’ (by that I mean, I do it professionally as a living) and talked about the importance of creating great content,