That’s how long my current blog has been running.
Of course, there have been a few hiatuses during that time. Like the months when morning sickness was so severe I couldn’t write. Or seasons when all my energies went into writing books or buying soda fountains…
But my blog has remained a constant in my life since the October day in 2010 when I sat at my tiny kitchen island while my baby slept and opened an account on Blogspot.
In those days, blogging was still cutting edge and I was good at riding the waves of technology. First I mastered Blogspot, then WordPress, then Facebook, then Twitter, then Instagram, then Pinterest, then Periscope (remember that one??), then Youtube, then podcasting.
And then, I decided there was a limit to how many social platforms I could stomach.
We used to call ourselves bloggers, but not anymore. Now it’s “influencer,” or “thought leader,” or “social media personality.”
When someone asks what I do for a living, I never know how to answer. But I digress…
Instagram Reels and TikTok are all the rage at the moment, but I’ve had a hard time feeling excited about either one. I can’t help but feel like a cantankerous Grandma as I watch the young whippersnappers dancing and shaking and lip-synching to the latest viral sound.
Good for them. But that’s not for me.
And yet, my strange affinity for the Internet keeps me from leaving it entirely.
My family got our first computer when I was a pre-teen. It was a beast of a machine that could barely be carried by one person. Its ancient iteration of Windows froze up constantly and the state-of-the-art dot matrix printer devoured paper like nobody’s business.
But on that dinosaur of a device, I started my very first blog.
No, not The Prairie Homestead. That would come later. This blog was the teenage ramblings of a girl obsessed with horses.
Drawn by some unknown force, I spent hours locked in our computer room typing my thoughts to the world.
Nothing about blogging was automatic back then, but that was part of the appeal. Everything was built from scratch.
I poured over HTML tutorials.
I figured how to use FTP to upload all my files to the web.
I fumbled through graphic design on an archaic precursor to Photoshop.
It was the wild, wild west.
And I freaking loved it.
I didn’t tell my (few) friends about my blog because it was too hard to explain. (“You’re doing what on the Internet??”) So it was a secret I mostly kept to myself and the six other teenage girls I befriended online who also had horse-themed blogs.
Back then, it wasn’t called “content creation,” it was simply writing.
I closed down my horse blog when I left for college, but as a young mom miles from civilization, I found myself craving the catharsis of writing once again. That’s when I started The Prairie Homestead.
And the writing turned into a business. And products. And then a “media platform.” The more I threw myself into entrepreneurship, the more I loved it. The photography, the marketing, the launches, the community building, the algorithms– I poured all my focus into becoming the best I could be. And I still love it. But lately, I’ve felt like something is missing.
I’ve found myself craving the old days, where I created content just because I wanted to create it. Where I didn’t have to be a pro photographer, or videographer, or dancer, just to put a thought on the internet.
Coming Full Circle
So once again, I find myself in the same place I was 2000. And then 2010. And now, 2022.
I need to write.
Right now, more than ever, I’m craving deep, meaningful content. I want to strip out the noise.
Everyone is talking about homesteading right now. That’s great. But it’s loud. I feel like I’ve rehashed so many of these same topics so many times (on the blog, on the Youtube channel, on the podcast) I don’t know what else to say about them. However, I still have things to say. But I want to say them in my own way.
So I’m starting a blog. Yep, another one.
I don’t know how often I’ll post here. I’m not promising a daily or even a weekly cadence. I’ll write when the spirit moves. There won’t be snazzy, staged photos, flashing GIFs, or fancy, embedded videos.
Some of the topics may have nothing to do with homesteading. Or maybe they’ll have everything to do with it. I don’t know. We’ll see.
When I do post, I think it’ll be worth reading. That’s the hope anyway. The original Prairie Homestead blog is still active and my team and I put out regular homesteading tutorials, recipes, and how-tos over there. But here, the writing here will be less practical, and more prose.
I’ll tell you more about the driving force that brought me to this point in the next post.
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Here’s to simplicity, cutting out the noise, and getting to the good stuff.
More to come soon, my friends.