Thursday, February 11, 2016
How does blogging work again?
How is it that it’s been fifteen years since I discovered blogs and decided to start one and I’ve not quite figured out what should go here exactly? I distinctly remember pondering this question fifteen years ago; especially on the days when I was posting multiple times a day. What matters? What is interesting? What will I want to remember? Asking those questions curbed the many many posts about the day to day that is my life. But it also sometimes stalled me.
There’s also the added fact that we don’t always know what’s going to matter, do we? A random phone call or message easily forgotten in the moment can, after a time, take on more meaning. “Oh, if I’d known that was the last conversation I was going to have, I would have done it better-” Or, hell, sometimes angrier is the way to go. In this case I’m thinking specifically about a conversation I had on April 11 of last year. That call deserved some angry words. Not mean words, mind you, but a better, stronger articulation of my disappointment and emotions. But that’s a story for another day.
Enough rambling. (Why, hello, 2001! Didn’t think I’d see you again.) This really was just a poor way of saying, I know this space is here and I know I want to use it better. I’m just trying to figure out what better means. I’m open to suggestions.
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11:45pm on 02/11/2016
Strangely, I had the same dilemma and stopped altogether. I pared the blog down to zilch.
But, then I go back and read posts about things I’ve forgotten, and they remind me that even though most of my moments are small, when you look at them together, they are the stuff of my life.
I got it in my head that blogging was egotistic, and it is in the sense that we focus on ourselves and our lives. But, our lives are just as relevant as anyone else’s, and where they take a photo, we write a rambling post about cheese or something.
I am happy you are back to writing about whatever.
08:34am on 02/12/2016
I don’t mind the egotistical nature of blogging. I’ve always been up front about the fact that my blog would be me-centric and never billed myself as someone who would be a source of information with what’s going on in the world. So that wasn’t the issue. My problem, truly, is that while I’ve never harbored grand thoughts about becoming a published writer, I do have this idea that I write passably well. And doing the quick social network status type posts didn’t seem writerly enough. This is life, isn’t it? Constantly figuring out how to close the gap between the image one has of oneself and the reality of being. At least it is for me. But that’s probably because I spend way too much time alone, thinking about, well, me. :D
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