It's been a little over a year since I published my first post. Although the actual day of when I began telling my story passed a few weeks ago, (it was January 4Th in case you were wondering) this month marks the first anniversary of my entry into the blogging world.
As I think back to that day I am reminded of why I even thought to start this blog. It actually makes me laugh, and here's why. You see, this very week last year I was preparing to audition for the Bolshoi Ballet Academy Summer Intensive that takes place in New York. I was sure I could get in, and thought the only thing standing in my way was finding the couple thousand dollars it would take to participate. No problem though, that was only a minor technical difficulty. I had visions of raising the necessary funds for my cause. I was told blogging could bring certain rewards, one of them, the one I was most interested in at the time, being money.
Did I really think that in less than six months I could start a blog, gain a following, and earn enough money for a trip to New York to attend a prestigious summer intensive? I wish I could say I was wiser than that, but the amusing thing is I had confidence that I would succeed. It is still a mystery to me how I got that confident about my dancing abilities and my money making skills, especially since 99% of the time I doubt myself. I wish some of that confidence had stuck around.
Anyways, the point is, anyone who blogs knows that it takes time for the average blog to take off and become known. I don't really consider this blog as being known yet, and I've been working on it for a while, although not consistently.
Not only do I find my overly optimistic attitude humorous, I also find it interesting how much things can change in just one short year. Last year all of my focus was on finding a job with a ballet company, while dreams of travelling all the way across the country to dance with an internationally known ballet school occupied my sleep. Now I feel no desire for anything like that. I'm perfectly content to dance at my local studio, or even my bedroom.
I don't blog just to earn money anymore either, not that I'm opposed to the possibility. (I have to admit I never actually made any.) Now I view it as a kind of therapy. I can write about my worries, ideas, thoughts, and much more to sort though the confusion of life. It is also good practice for writing, which I've found I enjoy as a result of keeping up with this blog.
This blog never filled it's initial purpose, but very rarely does my path ever go the way I expect it to. It doesn't matter though, because somehow I usually wind up finding the direction I'm supposed to take. I guess life would be dull if we knew exactly how everything was supposed to turn out.