After I first discovered I had cancer - mantle cell lymphoma to be exact - several of my writer friends asked, "Are you going to write about this?"
"Hell, no!" I responded. I figured that the subjects of cancer and "my cancer journey" had pretty much been played out in newspapers, magazines, after-school TV specials, tear-jerker movies and, most recently, in blogs. I didn't think the world needed another excruciating account of the highs and lows, friends and foes or delights and woes of battling cancer.
It's as though the blog was invented by and for cancer patients. Type in the words "cancer" and "blog," and you'll receive more than 32,000,000 hits. Try "mom" and "blog," and you'll receive less than 20,000,000 hits. That surprised me. I thought for sure there would be more moms writing about the agony and ecstasy of childbirth and child rearing than people kvetching about cancer. Enter "liberal democrat" (another group of which I'm a member) and "blog", and the number of hits shrinks to just over a million.
I guess it would be easier to make a case for a liberal democrat blog than for yet another cancer blog. But, unlike the freelance stories that I pitch, this blog isn't about "filling a need" in the market place. It's about filling my own need to share what's euphemistically called a "journey" and a "ride."