Rediscovering the Tribe

The last few days have served as a reminder of how wonderful the blogging tribe has become. I’m not talking about the niche food, fashion, or lifestyle bloggers – they can go fall off their marketing tricycle and graze their knees – I’m talking about those of us that have been committing our daily stories to the keyboard for the last twenty years.

The term “blogger” means many things to many people. By turns we can be autobiographers, citizen journalists, soap-box campaigners, armchair psychologists, social commentators, and even historians. The best of us don’t push a brand, a product, or a way to live a life – we tell our own story.

I have a quote by Norah Ephron printed on a piece of paper above my desk:

One of the most delicious things about the profoundly parasitical world of blogs is that you don’t have to have anything much to say. Or you just have to have a little tiny thing to say. You just might want to say hello. I’m here. And by the way. On the other hand. Nevertheless. Did you see this? Whatever. A blog is sort of like an exhale. What you hope is that whatever you’re saying is true for about as long as you’re saying it. Even if it’s not much.

She had such a way with words.

I sometimes notice others striving to emulate the style of their literary heroes – I’ve never done that. I tend to think we should find our own way – find our own voice. While it’s true that reading influences the style and selection of words we write, I have always admired those that say more with less.

I’ve distracted myself from the original intent of this post. It’s a skill. I’m good at it. It ranks right up there with walking into the kitchen to make a coffee, and clearing the sink, emptying the dishwasher, and taking the recycling out before switching the kettle on.

The tribe. Us. The writers.

We may be quiet, and we may be passed over by many, but we are here, we are numerous, and we persist. We will continue to wield our words against the world that shapes us, and we will continue to find each other at the most unlikely times, and in the most unexpected places.

We are bloggers.

28 replies on “Rediscovering the Tribe”

My blog intent is mostly centered around me pointing out the stupid, the absurd, those things that need to be erased. I have no connection to “feelings”, either my own or my readers, and my blog sometimes bends people the wrong way. Tough. Find a sissy blog if mine causes you to seek a safe space.

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Well I think your blog is great. I should perhaps volunteer that I will read most things, as long as they don’t try to sell me a dietary supplement, yoga class, or twenty ways to improve my productivity yesterday… 🙂

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Love the Nora Ephron quote. I have whined often over the years that my blog does not have a theme, it is whatever is bugging me, or of interest me or falls into the ‘curtains’ category ie: fluffy filler just because I had a compulsion to write something and send it out to the world. And I want to stay connected in some way with the outside world. I don’t consider myself a writer, if I did I would put myself in the poet category since that has been my preferred mode since I was a child. I write on my blog exactly the way I tawk, all New York-y and sometimes I think I should be more literate and professional and then I think “Nah, this is me, I know how, I just don’t wanna”

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Sorry if this is a duplicate, my comment disappeared and I am not sure if it is just awaiting approval as I am new here. If it is a dupe, feel free to delete one!

I love the Eprhon quote as well, and that’s exactly how I feel about my own blog. I started just over 15 years ago, when my husband encouraged me to write local restaurant reviews. Not to get anything or sell anything, but just because I liked to talk about the experience after we went out to eat. That lasted about 2 or 3 posts, and it turned into whatever what going through my brain that day. There have been years when I posted every day, sometimes multiple times a day, but then at some point I felt like everything I had to say had been said. By me. Several times. So I would find myself forgetting to blog. As Ally said, when you’re in the right frame of mind, everything becomes blog fodder. When you’re not, nothing is.

I wish you could see how odd the little comment box looks on my iPad. I can’t even see what I am typing, it’s so tiny. I wonder if it’s my browser? Strange. Anyway, if there are any horrid typos, it’s because I can’t see anything. HA! Enjoyed your post, I will poke around some more.

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Isn’t it odd – we have both been floating around the internet all these years, writing our words, and yet we had never crossed paths. We sound very alike. I wonder how many others we have no clue about ? 🙂


I know! Thought I would come back and tell you that on a different computer, different browser, I can see the comment field just fine. 🙂


“I’m not talking about the niche food, fashion, or lifestyle bloggers – they can go fall off their marketing tricycle and graze their knees ”

I love my tribe and the more drivel, the better. I really love the mundane, day-to-day stuff; people who share their lives with me touch mine.

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I am glad you have felt more connected to the “blogging tribe” and yes it is amazing when people can come together to connect and I really like this over you welcoming me here. All the “Jonathan sent me here” type posts was fun over seeing the sense of community, curiosity and connection. I can imagine they made you smile and good to see many of us out here just wanting to share our story. I will get back to trying to learn some more ropes 🙂

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