Blogential Angst
March 7, 2010 @ 11:25 pm (Permalink)
Lately I’ve been thinking about this blog. Sometimes I question and wonder why I even blog. Often I ask myself who my target audience are. Then I start self-doubting myself on my own blogging and writing ability.
This is not existential angst, people. This is what I call “blogential angst”.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been blogging since 2000. A decade has passed and personal blogs have really come a long way since. I’m not saying I’m an expert of blogs or anything, but I can say I am one of those “ancient” bloggers from the past. Well, that’s what I feel like, anyway. I just feel immensely old compared to all the younger bloggers on the Internet.
Anyway, let’s go back to my list of “blogential pondering” at the beginning.
I question and wonder why I even blog.
Why do I blog? I’ve always said I blogged because it’s a way to document “interesting” happenings in my life since I’ve moved away from paper journals. Yet how interesting is my life to document? I know I wouldn’t want to read about my daily routine on a regular basis. How many of those “I woke up, ate, went to work, came home, and wasted my time on Wikipedia” entries can I write before I sound repetitive and unoriginal? One of those is about all I can stand when I read blogs, so I don’t expect others to want to read my mundane life story every day. But I still blog the more unusual events in my life, and whenever I go back to re-read the entries, I find them to be quite helpful. I also wince when I read my earlier entries because I find myself wishing I’d been a bit more mature back then . . . but that’s a different story all together. Continue reading this entry »




