blogging

i’ve been reading a lot of blogs recently. just kind of seeing what’s out there. there are a lot of things i really like about the concept of blogging, but by nature, i’m not a completely open book when writing for a public forum.

when i was on rmp, i always read things over and over before pressing “send” or “post” or whatever it was. i always wanted to make sure that what i was saying was what i meant to say, and that it was articulated as well as it could be, etc. there were some people who could just BAM! post. right now, stream of consciousness. and their posts would be just as informative and thought-provoking as one that i sat poring over for a couple minutes. i’m jealous of that kind of writing. of that style in general.

i guess i could do it. i could write about my life openly and tell all the little dirty details. but i don’t know if i want to be that completely honest. is that weird? on livejournal, you can make posts friends-only and limit and customize who sees what you write. but i’m talking about a blog. like a professional site that documents my life, or a certain aspect of it at least. i wish i could write one thing and have it be seen by everyone i know and not care. it’s a challenge.

anyway, one particular style of blog that i’ve come across that i really like is the kind that is peppered with pictures. i like it when, while recounting something, there is a clear visual to go along with it. or blogs of just pictures with little to no explanation.

thinking about all of this writing and styles and so on makes me particularly envious of dooce. she does all of that: honesty, openness, and really cool pictures.

me? i’m going to start small. baby steps. i just want to post pictures. it’s a weird urge that i’ve been getting from vicariously living others’ lives. photographs.

i’m not promising that they will be stunning or anything worthwhile. i am just promising that there will be visual representations of certain aspects of my life on this blog from now on.

see next post.