This blog is an assignment for a class. I probably wouldn’t have started one otherwise. I have a natural abhorrence for anything that must be done on a regular basis, whether it is doing the dishes, laundry, budgets, checkbook balancing, showering (haha…just kidding on that last one, but dead-on for all the rest…I was going for comical juxtaposition there) or…duh-duh-ta-duh: keeping a journal. And since a blog, as I understand it, is basically an online journal at heart, EEEK! The panic, the anxiety…the pressure to keep adding things…honestly, you should see the number of unfinished diaries I started as a child. I think it was my resolution to keep one every New Year’s since I learned to write (okay, that’s a lie, I first learned to write when I was 3, and I don’t really recall having that conversation with myself. I do remember that I really learned to write so I could check out books at the library like my older brother and sister. I was jealous of their big stacks of books, and that does say something about me and my early motivations…not very positive, I am afraid.). The best approximation I ever came up with was keeping a diary-calendar, and even then, I must note that some weeks it appears I did nothing. How sad. And how untrue…I am a fun and social person always on the go. I am just lazy about this keeping up with dates and diaries sorta thing.
But I am currently blazing with a passion for the new media. I heart YouTube, Facebook, Myspace, podcasts, wikis, etc. I have started reading other people’s blogs (although these are currently limited to ones written by basketball players and/or those who get paid to cover the NBA…I have an obsession, I admit it…but then again, it’s the only way to feel connected to the sport over here in the UK, unless I want to stay up til 3 or 4 am to listen to the games on my computer…a move I admit to considering several times), and I have also installed an RSS feed-aggregator on my Internet platform. So maybe I can make this blog thing last for far longer than I ever continued a journal as a child.
At any rate, you will be happy to note, dear reader—of which I anticipate two…aka my professors, who have the sad, thankless task of wading through all of my rambling posts to ensure that I in some way attempted to answer the assignment brief—that I have chosen to utilize punctuation and capitalization. This is a major feat for me. I don’t usually bother with these when I write emails to friends or notes to myself. This is entirely for your benefit. So lookee-here, already I have bowed to social norms on my personal tell-all blog…hmmm…don’t tell anyone, it’s bad for my reputation as a rebel (wait, do I have one of those? Maybe I should look into cultivating one; what a fun way to live life!).
Perhaps by now you may have also noted that I do not think in an easily recognizable linear pattern. I’ m afraid it’s more word-association and tangential. I actually think it’s more entertaining, although it can be hard to find an actual point in this style of writing, hence why I studied rhetoric in college…you know, so that I can frame a clear argument when necessary. But for a blog? I think it’s better to let the real personality of the writer shine through, or else it’s just really a series of online formal reports. Boring! Hmmm…I think I will tend to go for the stream-of-consciousness epistolary style of writing once the mainstay of various Lost Generation and Beatnik writers. Fun for me, mayhap not for you. We shall all venture forth together on the wandering roadmap of my mind, and where we end up…I admit that I don’t even know. That’s the whole choose-your-own adventure part of the process. Fun!!
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