Sometimes I wish I could make this blog exclusively available to strangers, and off-limits to those who know me. I could be a little more candid that way.
Unfortunately, with more restrictions and constraints, this blog would slowly but surely begin to evolve into a diary. If you were to dig through some of the boxes which contain my childhood, you would likely find about 50 diaries and journals that are halfway finished. I'm not sure if I've ever completely filled one.
And that's the point of a public blog, isn't it? That it's public. Come one, come all. No discriminatin'!
In the Blogosphere, it's popular to have a blog. Many of my favourite bloggers blog because they are people who have big dreams for themselves, a desire to do and see more than what they are currently doing and seeing. They are driven by a fiery passion to write, to create, to engage.
In the real world, blogging is not that popular anymore. Very few people I know blog these days, even the writers amongst them.
I guess it has a lot to do with the over-accessibility of the internet. Anybody can use it, therefore anybody can go to your site, read all about your life, stalk you and then fly you to a deserted island to inflict upon you years of endless torture.
I'm not naive and I am selective about the information I put out there about myself for strangers to see. Yet somehow I don't completely buy into this internet paranoia. Like the whole "Facebook keeps your pictures" fiasco. Didn't really get it. If Facebook were a country, it would be the sixth largest country in the world. I am not so self-involved as to believe that the gods of Facebook are going to one day stumble upon my G-rated photos and think: "hmmm, there's something I haven't seen before! We should bookmark this one for future use!" Though, it would be pretty fantastic on my 80th birthday to see a random billboard of myself in a random city on a random continent.
But back to my point. Why do I blog?
It's simple, really. I'm a better writer than I am an articulator. I am an introvert with a few dashes of extrovert. I think many people who know me do not even really know me. But basically what it all boils down to is an innate desire to succeed at something I love. To not be forgotten when I'm gone. I believe everyone has this desire hidden within them somewhere, some people just haven't figured out yet exactly what it is that want to be remembered for.
I'm a huge advocate of blogging. For me it's a great release of creative energy. While a full time job keeps me from doing it as much as I would like and often stifles the juices (by way of exhaustion) a little fix here and there reminds me that there is more to me than just my job and that I still have other avenues to explore.
Well, that... and it's just fun, too. :)
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