Struggling with why I am blogging in general. I guess there are a couple of possibilities [thinking aloud here]:
- Ordinary journaling: Notes and observations and reflections on my own experience. This does not feel particularly compelling. As I have mentioned previously, I became disenchanted with that kind of writing several years ago,
- "Working" on "writing": It seems like every literate person on the planet has some aspiration to be be a "writer" -- whatever that means. I think I am over that romantic fiction.
- Wanting to connect with other people: I think this is a strong impulse for me. Wanting to find kindred spirits. People who you can have an "A Ha!" moment with. People who are passionate about or perplexed by the same things.
- Wanting to be popular: Yes. Hmmmm. the siren song of "success." I think this insidious little devil has turned my head in recent weeks and thrown me off kilter.
In reviewing my old blog at Xanga I see that I really liked some of it. I like the entries that truly reflect me -- and not me trying to impress anyone. So here goes. I am going to forget about any audience altogether and just do my own thing. And see what happens.
The hard part of that, of course, is I do want to be read. Not to win any popularity contest, nor to have a "fan" base, not to impress anyone with my knowledge, analysis or writing style. But I do hope this blog helps me connect with and enter into dialogue with some intense, passionate, interesting, diverse people.
I feel a little better now that I clarified some of that for myself.
12:01:17 AM 
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