I’ve been thinking about blogging lately. I’ve been following a few different blogs and it has become a slight addiction. Sometimes I’ll even check my favorites multiple times throughout the day, just to see if there’s an update (there usually isn’t, but I do it anyway).
I guess this can be seen as a step up from the reality T V I am guilty of watching more often than I should. Most of the blogs I follow are more like well-written memoirs, little vignettes from the lives of intelligent, thoughtful, and kind people—which, for the most part, is the opposite of most reality TV people.
I am fascinated by how some bloggers seem to so easily and eagerly share intimate moments of their lives. For now, I mostly blog about running, which is a fairly innocuous topic. It’s very hard to offend someone when you’re just blabbing about training for races and fundraising for cancer organizations. I suppose it is possible that someone will take it the wrong way, but the odds are pretty low.
I kept journals all through middle and high school, thousands of pages of my ramblings, pictures, e-mails, chat logs, quotes, poems. The thought of sharing that with the world and opening the door to public scrutiny is, well, terrifying. So how do bloggers do it?
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