Why does anyone blog?
Why have I decided to blog?
Perhaps I feel literarily liberated in this liberal medium. I tend to be a perfectionist when it comes to writing. That is why journals are a nightmare for me. I feel like I must enter deep and profound thoughts, gems of truth to be mined by generations to come. So I will labor intently over a page or two in my journal only to read it later and lament my poor grammar, egregious spelling, and incoherent ramblings. But with blogging some rambling is implied.
It's a fun and easy way to keep up with family and friends. I love reading the blogs of my family and friends. In fact, they're about the only blogs I read regularly. I will post comment to theirs and now they can keep up with me and comment on mine.
Or in the end, is it a craving for self expression? A chance for one more voice to cry out? A bloggernaut bravely rocketing himself into the vast bloggersphere. I have some things I want to say, some thoughts to share, some stories to pass along. I hope my autoblogagraphy will sometimes be insightful, sometimes not, and sometimes interesting.
In the information age, my guiding ethos shall be. . . I blog, therefore, I am
Saturday, April 26, 2008
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2 comments:
Very esoteric of you.
Why thank you
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