culture of blogging

As I get more & more acquainted with this new blogging land of mine, I sorta realize that
people here take blogging very seriously. There have been so many informative, intelligible, creative blogs that I’ve visited; raging in topics from poetics, (which I truly love), to politics, to movie trivia facts, to philosophy, to semantics, that now I am starting to feel ashamed of my measly contribution. I realize that blogging should never be about pleasing other bloggers, that one should blog for oneself. As I’ve only been here for a few days, it is understandable that my blog is the fugliest. Plus, my original intent was only to comment on branwell’s blog, except that I had to sign up first, before I could post anything on his blog. But then I thought since I’m here, why not avail of all that free space they’ve got and see what I can make of it. How it works in my mind is all that white space that I see in front of me i translate into a digital canvas, and I’m just sorta sketching words into it. I know this is a confused line, cause I should’ve said one giant, sketch pad, since I can’t paint, I mean physically I can, but the stuff I come up with has nothing to do with art, and everything to do with my inability to grow up. The images my hands create always end up looking like the doodle masterpiece of a three year old. But I can sketch. Okay, that’s a lie, too. I mean, I kinda can, in a way. I can make Rorschach patterns, exhale, I find solace in this form of release. But that thought came to me too late, for a second there, I convinced myself I could really paint. Ah! Our dreams when they depart always leave us empty.

So now, I’m thinking, maybe I should take my blogging seriously, too. I think I’m considering
putting more effort into this, and maybe even, upgrading to a more savvy looking,
digitally friendly style. (Did you understand what I’ve just said, coz I certainly didn’t.)
But first I must consult with gollum and smeagol, before any big decisions can be made.


More of my serious thoughts:
Blogging helps me untangle my thoughts, and practice the craft of writing. I don’t mean poems.
I mean the art of prosespeaking, *smile*, which I’ ve never been good at, one reason I’ve always kept away from writing prose was I could never climatize to the length, and cohesive, continual thoughts the nature of prose demanded. I am a mushroom of a few words, what ever I have to say, I prefer to say in a few words, intelligible if possible, if not that’s okay too, that is why poetry has always been & will always be my Star Trek enterprise ship. (hear that Spocky? we’re in it for the long run…could you tell me where I can get me a pair of ‘hem pointy ears?…cause they sure look lovely).

So, I’ve been thinking more and more about the culture of blogging and if there’s really such a thing as. And how much blogging really plays a part in a blogger’s life, how important is blogging to you, and what satisfaction/ gratification or anything else do you get from maintaining a blog? If somebody could answer this question, that would be great. I’m the type of a person who likes to get into the bottom of things, to understand them beyond the surface, and arrive at some sorta sensory/psychic understanding of things. I don’t know if this makes any sense to anybody else, but I know it makes a lot of sense to me, cause I feel it. I feel it when I’ve achieved this purpose. It comes to me as a result……. that feeling of peace that circulate through your head to the tip of your toes,

and you ask no more.