I don’t know why I have been so resistant to writing a blog for so long. I mean , I love writing, always have, and this is the perfect medium, far better than that book I won’t ever get around to writing… I guess its a general dislike for anything considered ‘fashionable’.
The problem with fashion is the sneaky feeling you don’t have thoughts of your own, you are just following the crowd, jumping on the band wagon. The problem with avoiding fashion, is you sometimes miss a really good idea. ‘Fashionable’ at the moment are all those social networking thingies you find on the interweb wossit – which to me mostly seem to be some sort of competition over how many friends we have vs. the rest of the population. A competition I would not win. Somehow I saw blogs in that group.
The other problem with blogs is to me they have the same issues as those annoying round robin letters you get from far away relatives.. and the issues are that they never mention anything bad that happened to them! Apparantly their lives are fantastic, they have done fantastic things and they only wrote to rub it in (me? bitter? nah). I felt as though blogs were only showing the sunny side of life.
Now I realise thats silly, because they are indeed only showing part of the author’s life, but it might be about a subject I am interested in .. and.. it turns out .. I like to read blogs by people who are interested in the same subjects as me.
That’s a long winded way of saying, ‘ I confess, I like to read certain blogs, who cares if its fashionable or not, I can think for myself, and yes of course they only show part of the author’s life, and that’s ok’
so… yes… I’m going to give it a go…. what could go wrong……(gulp)
