How Is Your Blog Different Than You Intended It To Be?

A visual representation of the Junk Chuck writing process.
A visual representation of the Junk Chuck writing process.

So, I’m sitting down about a month ago, thinking of a lot of non-bloggy things: Christmas presents, the menu for our annual Christmas party, the relative lack of shrill, bleating demands to “put the Christ back in Christmas,” the inconsistent play of the Pittsburgh Steelers, and all the projects I didn’t get done this last year that I really, truly, honestly wanted to finish.

And then I thought: this was supposed to be a writing blog.  A writing blog with a lot of poetry in it.  A lot of bad old poetry I’d post for fun, and a considerable volume of new poetry I’d be inspired to write just by forcing myself to think about writing and poetry outside the context of my ongoing novel project.

I bring this up every once in a while and don’t really do anything about it, which pretty much shows how much it matters.  I like that Old Road Apples did not become the earnest depository for my pseudo-literary scribbles.  It’s much more fun as a combination bar stool/soap box/subway platform–and I’m more comfortable as a living, breathing mash-up of blowhard/busker/rabble rouser/feature writer/pornographer/doggerel-monger/wolf-crier/journalist/drunk-guy-slumped-over-the-bar.

I imagined a satisfying blog would have a little dignity.  I was wrong, at least in this case.  I feel like I’ve succeeded in part by not really thinking about dignity–or, perhaps more prescisely, pretense–at all.

64346_10100567057494079_5687454911479049322_nIn trying to think of an apt metaphor for what I feel like my blog has become, the thing that imbeds itself in my head is a cafeteria table.  Specifically, a high school cafeteria table at which I sit down with friends, some of whom I’ve known a while, others who ended up with me because of the fortunes and misfortunes of a class schedule.  (One of the big items for discussion among my children and their friends each summer when class schedules are mailed out is: “what lunch period are you eating, who else is eating at my lunch?” )  As for the actual blogging, it’s a lot like the conversations at those tables–especially since the kids, banned from their seductive devices, are forced by circumstance to interact on a personal level.  My posts, by and large, are along the lines of “hey, did you hear this?” , “check this out!”.

All in all, I could have done worse.

How has your blog turned out differently than you expected?

By JunkChuck

Native, Militant Westsylvanian (the first last best place), laborer, gardener, and literary hobbyist (if by literary you mean "hack"). I've had a bunch of different blogs, probably four, due to a recurring compulsion to start over. This incarnation owes to a desire to dredge up the best entries of the worst little book of hand-scrawled poems I could ever dream of writing, salvageable excerpts from fiction both in progress and long-abandoned. and a smattering of whatever the hell seems to fit at any particular moment. At first blush, I was here just to focus on old, terrible verse, but I reserve the right to include...anything. Maybe everything, certainly my love of pulp novels, growing garlic, the Pittsburgh Steelers and howling at the moon--both figuratively and, on rare occasions, literally.

17 replies on “How Is Your Blog Different Than You Intended It To Be?”

My biggest regret about my blog is that it didn’t become a place for a conversation. It is the weakness in most blogs. I didn’t want my blog to be just me pontificating. I wanted it to be a place that invited comments and dialogue. Maybe including other bloggers contributing posts to expand on the conversation. I’ve never figured out how to make that happen. And after a couple of years of it just being me pontificating, I grew tired of it. So I just pontificate as much.


Don’t you go all literary on us now, Chuck. We’re too well fed by your tasty stew.

I decided I wanted to be a semi-generalist — no need to salute — and my original categories were sports, music, life. Great catch all, that last one. I’ve widened out more than I ever thought almost two years ago. And what I didn’t realize was how much I would enjoy running around town with an iPhone taking pictures to accompany my thoughts and words. Oh, and I thought there’s be one more 0 attached to the view numbers. Hahahahaha.

Keep sharing your interesting world, please, sir.

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There’s a famous military quote that every writer who has ever written about combat invariably steals…something like “no plan survives contact with the enemy” or something like that. It’s a very good quote.

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I like the cafeteria metaphor! I guess my blog wound up being more about random, slip between the cracks, reading and writing topics than I’d originally thought. It was going to be more reviews of books etc…but there are so many blogs out there like that. I wanted mine to stand out and have some personality–and I guess that’s what you do when you chat with friends. Random stories told with a lot of personality. 🙂


I began blogging because an agent told me to. As preparation for when my novel splashed into the literary world. The novel never sold, the agent and I parted ways, and I am still blogging. It’s been a long time since I saw it as anything other than simply writing about what I wanted to write about. Most of the blogs I follow and enjoy—like yours—are similarly eclectic. I, too, love the cafeteria tray comparison.


Thanks! And thanks for reading. I was talking about blogging in person with a local friend and reader last night, specifically about how the unexpected, and primary, reward of having a blog has been the interactions with others who are often folks with whom I have very little else in common and with whom it’s quite unlikely I would ever exchange thoughts with otherwise. I thought it would be like a small stage or soap box, but it’s more like a really big writers group, I realized. And hey, that’s pretty cool.


I started off with a blog which ranted and raved and probably bored people witless. Then I moved to North Cyprus, got into digital art and I was off and running. Also people have told me for years to write my autobiography as I’ve shifted around a lot, so that’s underway too. But on my main art blog, I post what I fancy – might be art, might be photos of nature, might be reblogs. Sometimes music, sometimes poetry. Hey, it’s my blog and I’ll post what I wanna 😀


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