I am new to blogging. I have been reading a few choice blogs -- dooce & postsecret are favorites -- for a few years. However, the experience of writing publicly and putting it "out there" is all new. And the most surprising thing to me is how attached I am to your readership and comments. I check for comments every morning. Before I check email. I want to see who is reading, what they have to add to the conversation, or what smart-ass things are brought forth. It is embarrassing and a mark of cyber-uncool to admit how much I want you to comment on what I am writing.
I love that some of you have told me you are reading this regularly (even if you are not commenting). I have to admit that I have gotten a little dictatorial about the whole thing. I have even gone so far as to refuse to tell my mother a story because "It is on my blog." This is an ongoing game we have been playing as my mother has not yet looked at this site. Perhaps it is because she does not love me enough (something I used to say as a child to manipulate her into acquiescence). However, according to her it is a political statement. She told me flat out: "I don't read blogs." My mother is a woman of principle and I do not expect her to post comments any time soon.
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ok, since you wanted comments--
I really enjoy reading your blog, it's funny and real and I like knowing what's going on over in Wisconsin. It is bit weird, though that I know more about your life right now than you do about mine.
This is my 3rd time leaving comments -- which I think should qualify me for a free block of cheese or something. I've also been thinking about the world of blog lately. From time to time, I leave random thoughts on myspace....I know, right? Myspace?! So totally embarrassing. I'm thinking of breaking up with it though. Sometimes I look at other people's pages, and I feel like I don't have enough friends...or if someone is listed as one of my "top" friends, and I'm not in their "top" friends, I feel bad. Or if I am in their "top" friends, but they are not in my "top" friends, I also feel bad, like I need to make them a better friend. It's so silly. All that I'm saying is that I understand the investment....By the way, I did "archival" research last week, and I feel like a real _______. I'm not sure what I feel like. I don't want to say "academic." Maybe "friend of the academic." At any rate, the spell of the archive has been broken.....I'd like to end with a request: please blog about the first week of classes (and please send cheese!) xoxoxo
georgia
i'm not exactly sure who you are and i'm not even sure if i know you ... but i have reached your blog a few times from irina's feevy and each time i enjoy your writing - topics and style.
i've been toying with the whole blog idea for a while now and i have to admit that i worry about some of the same things as alisa and georgia above--what if no one comments? what if no one visits? what if weird people know more about my life than i do about theirs? and could i be on the way to feeling as unpopular as i did in seventh grade?
and so on. i understand the need for blogs as keeping in touch, but wonder what gets lost in the process, too.
and i do read blogs, this one included. (my fave food blogs: the girl who ate everything, and orangette.) and until the blog traffic becomes so heavy that you can't keep up w/comments, responding to commenters (hint, hint?) seems to be a good way to initiate more traffic and response.
we are currently roasting in sacramento, but on our way back to tacoma at the end of the week. sabbatical begins after that!
miss miss miss you guys!
t, j, and c
Amy,
I haven't commented, yet. But Keith & both have enjoyed the blog. As Marinette residents (only about 3 years), we are VERY interested in your observations of our little burg!
Keep 'em coming!
Robin
Maybe if you begin a blog about your mother...she will read it. Especially if the neighbors start talking. You could send postcards to them with the URL and photo of your mother.
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