What is one surprising change in your life since you began blogging (at least semi-) seriously?
I blog "non-seriously" almost as a position, I sometimes think. Partially this is an insecurity that — were I to blog seriously — I would be met with indifference. I strive for candor, and I would contend that my blogging style — while multi-faceted — is an outgrowth of a lifelong education in expository writing and journalism. The core value for me is creating, a grain at a time, a sandbox of my life and some recollections of the wonderful things that I've gotten to do or see or be involved in. Or thought about.
There is a surprise, though, which is always amazing to me: People pay attention to the honest stuff. I will confess here that, on some level, I'm always concerned with who — if anybody — is reading. This has always caused me problems with the idea of Journaling. I tried to journal in younger years and as a product, have some embarrassing tomes that I hope will be burned were I to die suddenly. That's because of the forced and awkwardly intentional tone of much of that writing — as if I'm writing for some invisible audience. As a blogger, I'm constantly fighting this urge — I just have more tools to do so (like photo-blogging, which removes my narrative semi-entirely).
But, to get back to the original question: I have seen quite a few times that bearing my raw innards illicits a response from readers. Ironically, I'm often initially dissatisfied with this kind of post — because I think it's not yet fully-borne or somehow under-featured. But if the topic contains enough passion, I'll post it anyway. And it's those raw posts that generate commentary. I'm always surprised, though, when they do.