You may have noticed that there are no ads on our blog. It’s a personal project belonging to Mrs. Lion and me. Readership growth is an ego boost. It has no financial benefit for us. It’s irrational for me to care about the fate of this blog. But I do. So does my lioness. It has value to us. The funny thing is that it isn’t the value I expected when we started out.
I figured that the Journal would provide reminders of agreements we made and activities we tried. Mrs. Lion tends to forget things like that. I also thought that we could look back and see how we changed over time. In nine years that hasn’t happened. Mrs. Lion only reads my current post and corrects any typos she finds. She never comments on the content unless I probe her. She has never looked back to read old posts.
I was wrong. The blog is no help in that respect. We’ve managed to evolve without referencing our historical record. That doesn’t mean we haven’t found value. For one thing, the act of writing daily posts helps us organize our thoughts. We do communicate difficult-to-discuss topics via the blog. Even though she doesn’t discuss what I write with me, she reads and understands what I want and need. Sure, I would prefer a discussion, but one isn’t really needed.
I suppose that posts could become emotional weapons. I’ve read blogs that have degenerated into destructive rants. We are both very aware of how dangerous it would be if we allowed ourselves to go in that direction. We do get angry at one another. It’s rare, but it happens. I tend to talk about it when I’m upset. Mrs. Lion broods. She has become better at expressing herself since we began domestic discipline. We’ve made some progress. The goal we agreed on is for Mrs. Lion to use a paddle when she is upset by me. The times she has done this, I’ve improved, and hopefully, she felt heard.
Another unexpected value of writing this blog is the opportunity to hone my writing craft. My education after high school didn’t include a single writing or English course. Anything I know about writing is self-taught. I suppose that shows. Anyway, for better or worse, I have gotten a lot of writing practice. I think it helped.
My favorite benefit of the blog is that it allows me to talk about those secret sexual things I’ve always wanted to experience. It would be very difficult for me to start a conversation and ask for them. It’s much easier to write here. Speaking of which, I went back and looked at recent posts from Mrs. Lion. I see that I’m owed a racing stripe or two when she feels better. Ouch!