Dateline 9-15-2016

Every once in a while I can't help but wonder, "What the hell am I doing with this site?" Ever since I put the experimentation aspect on hold until I sort out what I'm doing as a career, I can't see why anyone would read my daily post that's part journal, part letter to no one. It's not full on journal because I'm aware that there is potential for someone to stumble upon this page, so there is some manipulation and censorship that goes on making it feel more letter-like to me. 

Last night, I started to wonder just who this person is that I am writing to when I realized that they may actually be the point of this phase in my attempt to find my "blogging voice." If you've read any advice on writing then you've seen that knowing your audience is one of the key pieces to the puzzle of content. Though I've always been pretty grounded as far as who I want my audience to be, I don't think I've ever really thought about who my actual audience is.

Right now I know the audience is no one which may be why I feel like I'm writing letters to a non-existent being. Though I may have in the past, I currently don't even have a specific person in my mind that I'm trying to reach out to. I feel like I'm am trapped on a desert island tossing daily bottled messages having no idea where they might land.

I feel it's an interesting outlook because I feel these bottles could float forever without being found. I also feel that some may find the bottle but just see it as trash only to be tossed without finding the message. Or some may find the bottle and message only to see it as an interesting find. Others might find the message and the bottle more interesting but nothing worth acting on. My ultimate hope is once my whereabouts are discovered either dead or alive more of these bottles will eventually find land making all this litter less of a waste of time.

That or the person that I am writing to will finally answer back.

I'll be back with another bottle tomorrow.

Talk to you then,

- The Wicker Breaker