Bloggers block
“blogs and networks everywhere and and all I do is link…”
As is de rigor nowadays I have a blog, equally common I rarely post on it. I’m no technophobe and my life isn’t so filled with action and daring do that I cant spare the time to write. I just feel that to post anything up, it should have be of a certain quality and so if I can’t do it well I shouldn’t do it at all.
The reality is I should care less and type more, I am the only person who reads it anyway. Its odd to feel the need to want to contribute all the interesting and exciting communities out there, but also feel the weight of the boggersphere on my back as I do so.
Almost hand in hand with the need to share our views with the world is the crippling fear of how people will critique them and moreover critique our critique. The “interweb” is a horrible place of anonymous bullies; anonymous for a reason, they are scared to let people know who they are and what they really think. Do I want my inner thoughts to be cast out to these lions? who am I casting it out to anyway?
Equally nagging in my wimpish mind is the quality of what is out there; deeply original and thoughtful commentary, delightful works of art, amazing photos and videos of events and places that have to be shared and kittens, lots and lots of kittens. I get passed some superb things and pass them on accordingly, its natural to want to share things you enjoy with your friends and family. Its living up to the “tweetable” blog posts that pops into my head every time I sit down with some twigglets and pg tips to set the world to right, once again I don’t know why.
Blog gold!
I want to contribute, but to what? we want our opinion heard, be it the classroom, pub or workplace and perhaps this is the real reason for blogging, it’s an outlet for those opinions, who cares if anyone actually reads it, its cathartic, i can type furiously what i think about Bieber instead of shout he is a twat from the rooftops. It’s an outlet too for thoughts and inspirations that would otherwise last no longer than a comment to a mate, who cares if the majority is rubbish.
The freedom to blog any old shit is its strength, it should froth up creativity, free of publishing and distribution restrictions. Evolution will dictate what succeeds and becomes tweet worthy and what is destined for zero comment ignominy.
I think I will continue to consume far more than create, it’s easier to read and drink tea than to type anyway.
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