Sunday, October 7, 2007

After Long Silence

For years I have expressed puzzlement at the phenomenon of the blog. The strange devaluation of the private, the revelation of one's thoughts to potential millions of strangers--these notions ring strangely against even my generation X ears. I'm not, by, nature, a writer of personal journals--not given to ruminating on my life in prose--in part because my life is so defined by writing and I figure I'm saying it all in one form or another already, and in part because if I do have spare time (what is this thing called "spare time"?) I feel I should be using it either diligently working on the book whose incompletion consumes me and haunts my dreams, or playing with my kids. But I realized that some degree of support is missing from my current endeavors: while I'm surrounding by loving family and friends, I don't have that sense I had while I was writing my dissertation that a cohort of pals were in the same boat and could offer the occasional life raft of encouragement. So I figured I'd put it out there in the Blogosphere, and perhaps attract a few readers who could offer advice, cheering anecdotes, or just camaraderie.

6 comments:

Special K said...

Wooo Hoooooo! I'm streaking through your first blog post ever!!!

Special K said...

Ahem, now that I have composed myself:

I'm happy you're here and hope that you find this cathartic and/or connecting.

-k.

Lisa B. said...

well i for one am pleased as can be. may i add you to my blog roll? please say yes. and are we going to chat sometime this week? please say yes. it's on my list.

Renaissance Girl said...

yes to both.

editorgirl said...

Yes yes yes yes.

This is like Christmas. Or a really good John Cusack movie.

mlh said...

But here's the thing: you already were. I have this theory: people who write are just living and writing is something that just comes from living. If you were or weren't keeping a journal, or a blog, or whatever, one way or another, it'd come out. This is a <700 word, open-forum way for this to happen. Embrace it. Or don't. One way or another, you'd say it.