So I was at a hookah bar downtown with some friends on Friday night (for those unfamiliar, this is an entirely legal activity involving flavored tobacco) when one friend informed the other of my blog. The second friend was impressed and informed me of her hidden desire to start one, a desire hindered by her perception that "Nobody cares what I have to say." Being the ruminating type, this comment really got me to thinking about the essence of a blog, and more broadly, the age of information.
For me, my desire to write in here is definitely not because of my legions of devotedly fervent readers. It is merely a medium of expression, release of thought, and an arena with which I am in complete control. Because that's the beauty of the information age, there's space for all. Now perhaps it is the case that tens of people will read what you write on a personal blog, but that's not the point. As my wise Uncle commented on my songwriting post, "writers write and anything worth doing, is worth doing poorly." Sometimes it takes a completely pointless blog post to tug at the essence of what you really want to say or be.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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