It’s My Blog and I’ll Judge if I Want to

So, what is this blog about, anyway? Before I can dive in and start posting about the million topics bouncing around in my head, I feel I need sort of a mission-statement type post. Here goes:

I am a writer. I know, duh, right? I have wanted to be a writer since I was old enough to answer the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Little did I know then, a writer is not really something you can become. You either are or you aren’t. Lucky for me, I was born the former. However, having the right tools to do a job does not make one a professional. I may have been born a writer, but before I can call myself one, I have to actually write something. That is the purpose of this blog. This blog is a vehicle in which my talents, thoughts, opinions, and experiences can cruise the carpool lane, hopefully all the way to the bank.

I feel the need to clarify, I am no writing virgin. Of course, I have written before. I have written papers and other school assigned pieces, mostly in high school, but I did take a few college composition classes. As a teenager, I fancied myself a poet, but I always hid or destroyed my work because I felt it was too personal to share. I’ve written letters, a few speeches, and of course emails. I helped my six year-old niece, Rachel, write a fairy tale just a few weeks ago. I’ve started two books. I used to have a blog on a social networking site. (I am not saying where, but some of my friends will remember. Note to self: blog post idea – a visit to my dormant account and my past self.) But my most creative writing in the past few years can be found in one place: my facebook status updates.

The idea for this blog came to me last week. I saw a meme on facebook that annoyed me. (Trust me, it was stupid, but I will blog about that particular meme later.) I often post observations on my status updates, about everything from relationships to current events. Here is an example:

This update is one of many “I hate it when…” or “I think it’s funny that…” updates I’ve posted. Some are witty, some lean more toward incendiary, but they are all true, at least in the sense that they reflect my personal views. I once posted that I was tired of my news feed being clogged up with complaints, to which I got a comment saying, “So you are complaining about the complaining?” I responded the only way I could: “Touché.”

This exchange came to mind as I began to type up a staus about the annoying meme. Was I being too judgmental in my observations? Who appointed me to be the social police? Was I being a hypocrite, in the sense that by deeming so many people and their actions annoying, I myself had become annoying? Should I keep my opinions to myself and mind my own business?

Hell, no. Where is the fun in that? I did, however, decide to change my outlet. And that is how Tiny Irony was born. In fact, even the name “Tiny Irony” is a direct response to the meme-which-must-not-yet-be-named. (It is also a reference to the fact that I do consider myself a bit of a “skinny bitch.” Although I may easily intimidate with words, I am actually very meek physically and a threat to no one besides exceptionally weak midgets.)

This blog gives me freedom my facebook page just cannot offer. Here I can be (almost) uncensored in what I write. This is the place where I will be able to divulge why I hate people who won’t get a job, why I think stereotypes have merit, why I want to grab and shake every young unmarried mother supporting a lazy man, and why I am hesitant to call myself a feminist. I can, and will, say exactly what I think about whatever I want, just because I can. That sounds a little cocky, right? Here comes another dose of the raw, self-exposing honesty that I hope to inject into all my posts:

Hi, my name is Abby, and I am a narcissist.

I would not say that I think that I am better than other people, more like I think I am more enlightened than some people. Ok, maybe a lot of people. Even so, it’s not all about me. I know there are like-minded individuals out there. This blog is for you. It’s my way of saying, “Hang in there. We’re all in this together.”

So, whether you came to Tiny Irony by way of my facebook page or other means, I welcome you to my blog. I encourage you to like my posts when you agree and comment and tell me why when you don’t. I am not only wanting to get my writing out there, but I would also like to form relationships with other bloggers. I challenge anyone who reads this (or any other post I make) and thinks, “Yes!” to follow my blog via email. If you have a blog or posts with content you think I will enjoy, by all means, leave me a link.

Now that I’ve stated what this blog is about, back to that meme…

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