Sometimes I really feel like the soul of a blog and the purpose of writing one is all about telling stories, which I don't get to do all the time here. I worry too much about what people will/won't want to read. That's probably stupid, and I probably shouldn't care. If I started a blog to write, I should write...right?
I mean, the interesting thing about online journals is that they can be unfiltered, there's no need to edit them or restrain them. You show as much or as little of yourself as you want. The result is a fairly pure perspective of someone's world and their feelings. How they wish to be seen by the rest of the world. Wishes fulfilled.
Sometimes I feel a lot like content suffers here for the sake of 'blogger commercialism', trying to appeal to the masses. So to remedy this, I'm going to try and update with anecdotes or other written pieces just as I post about outfits or DIY projects as much as I can manage. Just thinking aloud. Anyway, here's a little Camus for you:
"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
"Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal."
"You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life."
"Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time."
Riley, I have been thinking along the same lines about writing and blogging... I started my blog as a kind of creative procrastination from writing my thesis, and now I use it to make sure I keep on writing something. I'm super wordy, and I used to try to keep my superfluousness at a minimum because most readers wouldn't glance at them anyway. Effing sucks. But now, I don't care. I'll write what I want, how I want, when I want.
ReplyDeleteI am not a philosopher. I never really got in on the whole philosophy bandwagon. I mean, I even took extra classes in undergrad just so I could skip taking philosophy. That's how much I didn't care for it. Then I married a philosopher. Eff. hahaha.
Ok I'm rambling now. I don't quite know where this comment is going, but well, here it is.
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