I don’t want to be a politician. It’s just not who I am. That’s probably good, since I’ve started this secret blog and shared my photos on the Internet.
Recently, I’ve been following a debate about this, blogged here and here. To summarize, Hyacinth says that she shares her sexy photos for the self-confidence boost it brings. Liza says that she shared partly to prove her good looks, and then stopped sharing because she wanted her writing to speak for itself.
I agree with both of them. I love posting my photos. On my blog I can be the exhibitionist attention whore that I cannot be in real life. Tell me that my photos are hot. You will be feeding a need for approval that is as old as I am.
But I write to hone my skills. I want my words to make you feel. If my words make you feel something, if they help you experience something, tell me please. I want to learn what you like, what you don’t like. I want to please you.
This is a blog. By definition, I think that a blog ought to use mixed media to tell a story. Why use only words to speak when you can compel with photos, videos, recordings? Play with readers’ senses and prove your reality to them. But that’s just my opinion.
Do you have to find me hot to appreciate my writing? Absolutely not. But if I catch your eye I’m more likely to capture your mind. If I manage to get into your mind, well, you’re mine.
One more thing. Do I feel forced into sharing my photos? No. I know it’s not usual behavior for a married mom of three. It may be hard to understand, but it’s what I want to do. Please don’t judge me.