Showing posts with label life as a blogger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life as a blogger. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2012

The Evolution of Abby Gabs

My blog is changing. Has anyone else noticed? 

I mean, the whole point behind starting this blog was having somewhere on the internet where I could go to be myself--to laugh, to be silly, to be creative using my own process--and I still feel like my blog is all of those things.

But I also feel like it's beginning to be something more.

When I looked through my dashboard this morning, I came to the startling realization that, in the past month, almost half of the posts I've published have been serious, or at least about serious stuff. Sure, a few of them were illustrated using my relatively new brand of art, but they've been heartfelt, honest, sometimes raw posts about my life. 

In case you don't believe me, here's proof:



Breast cancer, my dream of being a writer, a recounting of my wedding day, my continued struggle with weight loss and depression--->those are some serious blog topics, people! That's six out of thirteen blogs of seriousness. Seriously.

When I first realized this new trend, my initial reaction was to be disappointed. I mean, my banner says it all---I wanted Abby Gabs to always be a light-hearted, funny place to visit--somewhere people would point their browsers when they were having a bad day. If my earnest infatuation with famous people isn't enough to make you laugh, then my overly-colorful illustrations of myself doing silly things should be...right?

But then, the more I thought about it, the more I came to realize that this was just a manifestation of my evolution as a writer.

Woah. I just went all Dr. Phil for a second. Scary.

In all honesty, writing humor is just easier for me. I enjoy thinking up the punch line. I like going for the giggle. Even when I was in college taking creative writing classes, more often than not, the stuff that I wrote was humor. It's a huge part of who I am. I love to laugh.

But I'm also emotional. I have a big heart, and even bigger feelings. I have a full, rich, sometimes difficult life that doesn't always include laughter. Most of the times, it does. But sometimes, it doesn't. And sometimes, I feel compelled to write about that aspect of my life.

And it's awesome that I have somewhere to do that.

Another thing that's changing about my blog is my new found love for drawing crappy pictures. In the beginning, I used Photoshop to create illustrations of a mish-mash of photos. Like this:



But recently, instead of spending hours scouring the internet for pictures to use for those kinds of illustrations, I find myself drawing them (badly) with Photoshop instead. 


They take me longer, and sometimes I struggle with certain aspects of the drawing (like hands. Have you noticed how bad my hands are?) But for the most part, I love the creative process behind the drawings, and I'm often better able to depict whatever it is that's in my head. 

Because where on the internet would I have found a picture of a giant Abby monster wearing lipstick and glasses?

I rest my case. 

Truthfully, the only change around here that I'm not so happy with is the frequency with which I've been posting.


When I first started, I was posting almost every day. Now...maybe twice a week. And that doesn't make me happy. I'd like to say it's because I'm evolving as an artist, and I only post things that I think are worth reading. But that's a whole bunch of hooey, because really, most of my posts are nonsense anyway. It all boils down to two things: 1) laziness and 2) Doctor Who reruns.

Sorry. I can't resist the madman with a box.

I'm sure some of the veteran bloggers out there would say to stick to the formula that works. That maintaining my voice as a humor writer is more important than using my blog as a creative sounding board. Because I don't want to lose readers. Right?

But I'm enjoying the journey. I'm loving the direction I'm headed in.  And so I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing.

I'm just going to try and do it more frequently from now on. Promise.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Hack This, You Mean Ol' Hackers You

When I went to open up Abby Gabs yesterday to get down to my Monday blogging business, I was met with a sad state of affairs. My website, in all its glory, was missing.


Refusing to panic, I headed to the place where all questions in the universe are asked and answered--The Internet. That's when I found out that a hacker group known as Anonymous had somehow managed to break through all the security barriers at Go Daddy dot com (also known as my blog's web hosting service.) In an evil attempt to "test the firewalls" at the major company, this big-ol-fat-meanie-head-hacker-person broke the internet. Basically, the attack left many Go Daddy hosted sites unable to <insert lots of technical jargon here.> 


Go Daddy issued the following statement:


Twitter was alight with complaints. And the poor Go Daddy customer service reps were taking the major brunt of it all. I just kept thinking offices filled with tech-savvy computer dudes and dudettes, backs hunched over their computers, banging away at the keyboards as they hurriedly tried to solve our problem and get our websites back up. My immediate frustration with the web hosting site found a new target after I read so many of those angry tweets.

See, I had always thought of hackers as being a member of our Nerd Family. Sure, they might be mischievous little rascals, trying to use their brains for bad. But still---when you said the word hacker, up until yesterday, I thought of this guy:



But after reading the harassment being hurled at the Go Daddy reps yesterday via the world wide web, my opinion of hackers has changed slightly. They are no longer nerdy loners who struggle with social interaction. I don't think of them as the Leonards or Sheldons that I find so endearing. In fact, I no longer even consider them to be members of Club Geekdom. (<---That's the club my husband and I started for rabid Doctor Who, video game, The Big Bang Theory, and Comic Con fans.) Now, when you say the word "hacker," I think of THIS guy:


What a mean and evil thing you did to the world yesterday, Mr. Hacker. You're a very, very naughty boy.

And to the staff at Go Daddy, who had my blog up and running again in less than 12 hours---you are rock stars. I'm sorry the world was so hateful to you yesterday. And I hope you got all that work finished before the bars closed, because each and everyone of you deserve a stiff drink. Martinis for everyone!

In the spirit of keeping things official, Abby Gabs would also like to issue a statement to the hacker who broke the internet yesterday.


And yes, you can quote me.

It's Tuesday! And you know what that means.
I'm hanging out with the gang at 
We might even drink some bathtub gin
and bemoan the character of hackers.
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