According to Wikipedia, a blog is a website where entries are written in chronological order and commonly displayed in reverse chronological order.
It also says that Blog may refer to:
Blog 27, a Polish musical group fronted by Tola Szlagowska
Alcohol, in science-fiction-fandom slang
BladeLogic, a software company with stock ticker BLOG
B.L.O.G., a 2009 album by rhythm and blues singer, Kandi Burruss
The fact is I know nothing about these last mentioned four things (I hear my wife murmuring that I know nothing at all about anything.) But I can check them out on the internet and probably write one blog each about them!
I don’t consider myself a blogger in the true sense of the word because my writing tends to fall out of the popular definitions of what a blog is. I don’t write tech news or reviews, I am not extravagantly enthusiastic on politics or celebrity gossip. I don't post videos from youtube. I don't write briefly. One paragraph would be serious and then the next one will make you roar with laughter.
Everyone writes for their own reasons... to share, to dare, to enlighten or just be noticed... for me writing is about learning more about myself. For me writing is a journey, to look deep within self. To entertain new thoughts that otherwise I never dare think.
For those who are unable to read the third panel I am giving below the content:
"Because they provide their frustrated creator with the delusional outlet of being a published author. Sort of like how the prison warden lets the psychotic inmate scribble 'poetry' on the cell wall so he doesn't beat his bunk mate with a toilet seat"
Over the last few years I would occasionally write some bit of nonsense and email it to friends. You know, like those jokes that are forwarded to a gazillion people.
Now in the blogs, I write mostly about my insights into life and definitely they are not short ones, at least not by Internet standards where 200 words are considered to be detailed; it’s all these little glimpses into my life and other people’s lives or their perceived lives… my thoughts tend to log in sometimes at the 800 word mark and mostly 600. You can’t read one in a coffee break in your office… after you read it takes a minute or two to digest, which is not the same with most other blogs (my humility prevents me from saying that mine are ‘thought provoking’.)
The problem with being a blogger is that you need a constant supply of topics, and then of course you need a fresh perspective on them. Then of course there are the days that you have zero inspiration or good ideas. Now let me explain this fresh perspective thing a bit. I used the word blogger in the first sentence of this paragraph. Why can’t 'blogger' be replaced by a 'bloggist' like essayist or artist??? Somehow blogger sounds like robber and beggar put together!
When I started a month and a half back to blog I demurred. I didn't really see the point. It would be time-consuming, non-paying (any publishers out there reading this? Let's talk money about publishing my blog entries as a book) and deadlines (even if they are only self-imposed ones) are as annoying as gnats… and the word deadline also sounds very ominous, boding evil. But now, after some 50 days, I realize that the self-imposed, gnat-like deadline has been good for me too. It's kept me writing, instead of what I truly excel at: procrastinating.
Genuine offbeat articles appeal to me; you got to be passionate about something outside the mainstream but manage to keep yourself mostly tethered to the “here and now.” The risk, of course, is what I consider offbeat could be really boring to the bloggees (mmm… I have coined the term for the reader of blogs… why not... like employer and employee or assignor and assignee). But, as a general rule, no one wants to be trapped at a party with a guy whose sole interest in life is collecting lampshades. So I write on anything that comes to my mind and encourage my readers also to be endowed a little with ‘out of the box’ thinking. I’ve found that folks who live at least a little “outside the box" and with offbeat thinking are more at peace with themselves and tolerant of others. Like ME!
This reminds me. Love of money is not the root of all evil, intolerance is. And people who don’t share my opinion are just plain wrong. And I don’t have to listen to them or respect them and they’ll never go to heaven when they die.
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