|Privacy by Rob Pongsajapan via CC 2.0|
Believe it or not I am a private person. I do like my privacy and my space. I am fully aware that this sounds crazy considering I have ventured into the world of blogging and sharing my stories on the Internet. Recently I had to come to grips with my self-inflicted evasion of privacy when my parents found out about Pirate Prerogative.
It's not that I was keeping it a secret, I just wasn't sharing it with them. OK, I guess that is exactly what keeping a secret is. I have reasons though, and I think they are quite valid. Let me share them with you.
I write about my life-
This includes all aspects of my life that I deem worthy of sharing. My parents are a big part of my life considering we are living in their household right now. (see Home Free) Sometimes my posts will talk about my parents, sometimes they will talk about things I'd rather not discuss with them (such as my resolution to get frisky with The Captain)
I write honestly-
I really don't want to hold back on my writing. I think the quality really suffers when you are worried about what other's will think. If I have to consider how my parents would react to a post, then I might censor to the point of wrecking a post.
They make good content-
Let's face it, parents do a lot of stuff that is comical, annoying, infuriating, and a whole slew of other things that make for great writing content. Why should I avoid such a goldmine of post ideas?
They have big mouths-
When we told my parents that I was pregnant with The First Mate we were only telling immediate family. I was just 8 weeks along and we weren't quite in the "safe zone" of the second trimester. Well, within hours all of Green Bay knew and I am sure any person my mother every came in contact with knew as well. In other words, they are likely to tell the rest of my extended family about my blog. Although increased traffic is great, I really don't want my distant Uncle reading about my period.
I want my space-
I already live in close quarters with my parents and spend more time than I would like with them. It's tough to sneak away and get some alone time. Blogging helps maintain my sanity and gives me my own space of the virtual variety. I don't want to have that taken away with they thought of my mom and dad peering at me through a computer screen.
|Always Watching by Peter Taylor via CC 2.0|
Now you see why I never told them, so how did they find out? Well I filed for my business name and license and that apparently means you receive a mountain of mail to the address filed. My dad has a daily ritual of taking The First Mate to get the mail, so the discovery was imminent.
I dreaded going home the day my dad texted me. I wondered exactly what he knew, was my blogging secret really revealed? I decided to
|Notice how I didn't respond?|
In a cleaning rampage my mother rifled through my stuff, including business cards, so the cat may be out of the bag. Heck, they could be reading this right now.
If that is that case, I've decided to deal with it. However, I will still continue to write as I always have and to be honest. If feelings are hurt (and I'm sure they will be with my mother's Leo sensitivity) then I'll deal with it by telling them not to read. I will not stifle my creativity, that's my prerogative. Yes, I just went there.
Hey mom and dad, if you're reading this, comment below and let me know.
|hi mom by Garin Fons via CC 2.0|