A man's life is like a drop of dew on a leaf - Socrates

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Blogger. . .James Blogger

I have been contemplating a serious attempt at writing something. I have been brushing up on books about writing, blogs on authorship, and all that. Almost universally, they say, at some point, to write for yourself. Don't try to write what you think your imaginary audience wants to hear. . .be true to yourself. This sounds like great advise (especially coming from the likes of Stephan King), if not very affirming. I would like to write for myself but, for reasons unknown, I would also love it if what I write is liked. Not that it is the start and end of my every thought or anything, but even a small devoted fanship would be cool.

Which brings me to my blog. . .increasingly this is becoming my practice at writing for myself. I started with a steady readership of fifteen plus and now I am down to an average of four. Of that, only two comment regularly with spikes on controversial posts. This has led me to realize (dramatic adventure themes playing in the background) I am secret agent, James Blogger!

While it is cool to be a stealthy, sly blogger guy. . . it does make me wonder if I am interesting. I have been writing only what I have in me to write, what goes on in my head. I guess when the curiosity of my lifestyle fades away. . . I am just an average guy thinking average thoughts and putting them down in an average way.

BTW, James Bond was the clear favorite (3 to 1) over Xander Cage for the "coolest agent" straw poll. I wonder how James Blogger would fare?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I do enjoy reading what you write. I just do not often feel the need to comment. But I know how it is to faithfully post blogs every week--or whenever--without any proof that anyone reads them. It can be discouraging. Keep it up, anyway.

Anonymous said...

Thanks anonymous, I will then. By the way, you are fountain of great quotes!