Once upon a time, LJ sold shirts with the slogan "Because you like to think someone cares."
The presumption of pretty much any artist is that anyone else might be interested. Whether this is relevant depends on whether you think blogs are art.
Well... I'm interested in other blogs, so I guess I made the assumption that others would be interested in mine. I'm not sure if that was pride, or some deep-seeded thought that I would be vain to think I was somehow special, but if I feel a certain way about something I figure it's probably the way the general populace feels about it too. :)
This would be why I can't bring myself to post in mine more than once in a blue moon.
And yet, I don't think anything negative about other people's blogs, and I enjoy being able to keep up with what people are doing because of them. Sometimes I skim over boring bits, but they don't know I'm doing it, no one is harmed, and even Judith Martin is probably happy.
And yet I'm convinced that some faceless looming chorus will see me blogging, and mutter, "Who does she think she is? What a brat." I'll perhaps get around to fighting this paranoia sometime after I fight the three or four other paranoias that are higher on the priority list.
In other meta news, livejournal's built-in spellchecker does not recognize the word "blogging".
Actually, the blogger does not need anybody to read if they aren't interested. This, I believe, is the point behind friends lists and keeping all of your posts on one page.
Now, people who send their day narrations to a mailing list that goes to people's inboxes, or to random friends; I think they presume the other is interested more than the blogger.
Yet...
Date: 2003-09-25 04:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-25 04:55 pm (UTC)The presumption of pretty much any artist is that anyone else might be interested. Whether this is relevant depends on whether you think blogs are art.
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Date: 2003-09-25 05:13 pm (UTC);)
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Date: 2003-09-25 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-25 06:24 pm (UTC)And yet, I don't think anything negative about other people's blogs, and I enjoy being able to keep up with what people are doing because of them. Sometimes I skim over boring bits, but they don't know I'm doing it, no one is harmed, and even Judith Martin is probably happy.
And yet I'm convinced that some faceless looming chorus will see me blogging, and mutter, "Who does she think she is? What a brat." I'll perhaps get around to fighting this paranoia sometime after I fight the three or four other paranoias that are higher on the priority list.
In other meta news, livejournal's built-in spellchecker does not recognize the word "blogging".
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Date: 2003-09-26 06:59 am (UTC)Now, people who send their day narrations to a mailing list that goes to people's inboxes, or to random friends; I think they presume the other is interested more than the blogger.
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Date: 2004-04-09 01:32 pm (UTC)