After I wrote and published yesterday’s post, I was talking to Stan and he asked me, “Is that why you blog? For the comments?” And it made me feel guilty and ridiculous (I started to use the word ‘stupid’, but changed my mind). I immediately defended myself by saying that I was thinking about making this a private blog, because there was no reason to have a public blog, and share all of my personal information if my friends and family aren’t reading about it. Lame, right? Still, it got me thinking about why I blog.
For the record, I don’t blog for the comments. I started blogging because I want to write. I love writing, and I loved having a place to write about anything I wanted to write about, without worrying about who thought it was brilliant or awesome. More than anything, I loved writing about literature. When I first started, I called this blog “Literary Ramblings” and tried to tie literature in to every post I could. At some point, I moved away from that and started writing about every day observances, cute kids, and my personal irritations, with an occasional literary reference tucked in. And I just don’t think I’m happy with the direction I went. I wanted to write about literature, and because of literature.
So, what am I going to do? I don’t know. I probably won’t stop blogging. After I wrote that, I realized that I really didn’t want to stop blogging. I think I was just frustrated. Still, I do feel that I need to get back to my original reason for blogging. Literature. I don’t really know how I’m going to do that, or what format I might use, but that is my current plan (and as such is subject to change at my leisure.)