Having had my very own blog for more than 6 months now (how time flies), I thought it was about time to sit back and think about why I started it in the first place. It’s a question I get asked a lot.
Last year, I was lost. Not physically; but lost in myself. Sure, I had a wonderful home, boyfriend, friends, family, a job. Most of the boxes were ticked. But there was still a piece missing. Something that was all about me. Something that I was proud of all on my own.
I’ve never been sporty; I’m not the world’s best cook; I gave up music and singing a long time ago. I didn’t have a hobby or something to identify myself by. I needed an outlet.
I’ve always loved to write and be creative; one of my earliest memories is being sent on a poetry course when I was about 7 or 8 years old on recommendation by my school teacher and spending the morning pouring out rhyming couplets and similies until my heart was content. I loved it. My passion for writing lasted right up until university where I studied English and had hours and hours of reading and writing ahead of me. Writing and creating has always come naturally to me; but when I “grew up” and had to start working full time and paying a mortgage, I lost my creative outlet. Life got in the way.
I turned to YouTube first; I was signed off work for a while back in 2014 and got so bored of This Morning and Desperate Housewives re-runs that I thought I’d give this YouTube channel ‘Zoella’ a try. Little did I know. I was hooked. I’ve been hooked ever since. I love seeing how people can create unique, interesting, engaging content about the smallest things in life. I love peeking into other’s daily routine and what they eat for breakfast. I love discovering what latest the beauty product that everyone is raving about is. It was YouTube that led me to blogging and eventually, encouraged me to start Colour Me Copper.
I started spending hours reading other people’s blogs and words; drooling over the stunning photography, the well-worded reviews, the super sexy Instagram profiles. It wasn’t until I realised that this was how I was spending most lunch breaks that I thought: “Hang on…why am I not doing this myself?”
It’s scary starting a blog: all these thoughts run through your brain like, who’s going to read it? What am I going to write about? How can I ever make it look as good as all those other blogs I adore? I’m a hugely self-conscious person and I was scared that writing a blog and then promoting it on various channels such as Facebook would be like walking down the street totally naked. I was pleasantly surprised.
Within days of starting my blog and posting a few bits and pieces, I had friends and family texting me; even people that I’d not heard from in years. They were all encouraging, all saying they loved what I was doing. I was thrilled.
I guess, the main reason I started writing my blog was to give me some purpose. That might sound deep and a bit intense but it’s the truth. I needed something that was purely for me, that would make me feel good and highlight my skills and passion whilst allowing me to creatively output my thoughts and feelings. I have never owned a camera until Colour Me Copper was born; I’ve never self-promoted my content. It was a totally new playing field. But so far, I’m enjoying it.
I have to remind myself at times why I’m doing this: it’s not about the numbers, the followers, the amount of comments. It’s not a number game. It’s not even a game, not really. It’s a hobby that I’m loving and one that I hope will inspire others to explore their creative side and do more of what they love.