From someone who's been blogging since they were 7 via a white eMac which weighed as much as I did, harder than you might think.
Introductions come in the form of why I'm here and what you can expect and not expect.
Why I'm Here
Simply, trends. When your sister, an aspiring writer, picks up a blog, you don't give it much thought. When your best friend picks up a blog, then you know you're lagging behind.
And yet, you also have a Facebook, a podcast, and a personal journal. Between the quotes and public and private thoughts, what could possibly be left to write about in the backstreets of Google's blogspot? The answer: I don't really know.
I suppose I'm more comfortable here than in any other place, since I've been doing it the longest. Perhaps this is a forth category – not the occasional quip or picture, nor the public face of energy, nor the personal secrets. Rather, this is a public journal – the theme of so many other blogs – where I can put things I'd like to remember and yet don't mind sharing.
Granted, I talk about myself a good bit anyways, often to my shame. Of all the things someone could talk about, it's always best when it's me. At least, that's what my mind likes to tell me.
Which begs the question, what then will I be writing about, besides me?
What to Expect
Ok, so I'll be writing about me. Thus the "public journal". That's just the way it is.
Outside of that though, I imagine I'll probably include:
- Updates on the story my sister and I are writing.
- Sketches (via DeviantArt) and any art I do.
- Music (via Bandcamp <--coming soon!).
- Quips from conversations I overhear or take part in.
And what's not here (at least I hope) is long exposition on everything that comes to mind.
As much as I'd like to think I'm not very cliche, I kind of am... :<
That fluffy, deep-throated tone of talk that's so easy to drop into when writing... I'd love to avoid it but don't think I can. We'll see.
Besides, who can I expect to follow around my every move anyways? No, this is more of a minorly cathartic outlet for public thoughts. Nothing more.
I don't expect anyone to pay too much attention. Don't feel bad. It's just the way it is.
~Josh K.
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