For some reason, that scene kept sticking with me every time I opened my computer to sit down and write another blog. What was/is my purpose in blogging? I remember reading the first blog I had ever seen and thought, “Holy crap! This person is journaling online! For the whole world to read!” Oh, how times have changed, and people journal online daily. More than that, people subscribe—I subscribe—to people’s “journal entries”, and most of them, I’ve never met! How bizarre, this information age we live in…..
I’ll be the first to admit that there are many bloggers out there who have really cool inspirations for their blogs; my friend Joy blogs about her personal goals that are listed on the sidebar of her blog, several friends I know blog once a week to update their far-off relatives about the highlights of their family’s weeks, some blog to keep the masses of prayer warriors updated on their loved ones’ health statuses, and still others blog as a means to make money through ads on their pages.
As for me? I got none of those. Don’t really know the purpose of my blog, which makes it super-hard to 1) know what to write about and 2) justify the amount of energy it takes. (BTW, I’ve decided that it’s no longer the “time” I don’t have to do it: if I can find time to do insane nesting things like clean the cabinet under my sink and scrub my trash can, I can find/make the time. The issue lately has been the energy to do much else besides get dressed [if that] and keep my child dressed, clean, fed, happy and in dry panties [if that]. So many things competing for my energy, and so little of it to go around….wish I could consume more caffeine!).
And lastly, when I do have the time/energy and a topic to blog about, I agonize over the following, “Should I change that word? That sounds stupid. This would be funnier. That would sound smarter. Is this even worthy of mentioning? Is anyone going to read all of this? Geez, this is an awful lot of back-spacing and editing and cutting and pasting, all for a blog (which, BTW sounds a whole lot like “blah” or “blech”, both of which are the adjectives coming to mind to describe this very blog) that doesn’t have much of a point, anyway, and probably no one will read.”
Ahhhh…..insecurity manifested once again in yet another corner of my life! Ooh, and another thing: Adam and I have a strict honesty policy about talking issues w/ each other first, and it has been the glue that holds our marriage together. I could never blog about something without having a conversation with him about it first. Yet another roadblock to freely sitting down to blog.
Zzzzz…….zzzzz……Sorry. I am boring myself to sleep!
Back to the original discussion: why blog? And where do you draw the line between INFORMING others about your life and ENTERTAINING others?
So there it is. I’ll be thinking about the purpose of this blog (besides making fancy little decorations and the handy-dandy list of other peoples’ more-entertaining-than-mine-blogs that I follow—if you followed all the way through the horrible grammar in that sentence fragment, congratulations: we made it through that thought together, just barely), and when I have something that has more actual CONTENT and, you know, interesting things to read, I’ll wait around for another 3 months and then post it.
As a reward for reading this whole thing, here's a picture:
You're welcome.
