Thursday, June 16, 2005

I should be working

but I am blogging.

I should be feeding the dog, doing my ironing, making myself some healthy supper but instead, I am blogging.

What is it about blogging that is just so addictive? I long for the comments, love reading what my fellow 'blogmates' have been up to and their latest thoughts. I feel remiss, as though something is missing when I don't blog in a day.

Certainly, an addictive personality anyway by nature, I am completely hooked to blogging, to my blog and to perusing others. But, the eternal question, why?

Certainly, blogging is a release. As I write, I feel the tension in my shoulders seep through my fingers, to be released in letters which swim, like fish, away into the blogosphere. But if that was the case, then why doesn't writing in a diary feel the same? It must be the recognition, or the public aspect of blogging which makes it so satisfying and so addictive. For me, certainly, it is probably the only way which I will ever reach a public audience, and somehow, seeing one's work in type, out there in cyberworld does give one a buzz. A labour of love, from the archived posts in the sidebar to the specially selected bloglinks - all reveals a side of the writer that no one else may know. Only one other person in my life knows that I keep a weblog - the other people are all fellow bloggers and maybe that is the key.

Maybe, it is the sense of belonging, of recognition, of being part of a community where one's deepest thoughts and feelings are not laughed at, but instead, are carefully considered and commented on....

Minerva

11 comments:

dom said...

Blogging is addictive stat!
But what is really nice is to know someone has bothered to take the time to read ... and then the nicest part.. getting a comment ! :-)

Brad said...

I think a lot of also has to do with the fact that you are a very talented writer. It's only natural to be addicted to what one is good at.

Evil Minx said...

Oh boy, Minerva, have I ever been there?!

Totally know where you're coming from...

Keep it up - i love when you blog..

EMxxx

Lynda said...

I know what you mean about blogging - I couldn't believe people did this till I tried it - now I can't stop! I came via Michele and I am glad I did - you have a wonderful blog.

panthergirl said...

The addiction of blogging is an evolution for me. I used to be addicted to message boards, first on AOL and then various web boards (most recently greyhound-related). I would usually be drawn to the "off-topic" boards, often controversial, and even got thrown off one board for supporting gay marriage!

Blogging is SO MUCH BETTER... to be in complete control of one's content... (which is why I hate being "tagged"...I'm a control freak. Don't be tellin' me what to blog. ;) )

Anyway...it's a healthy addiction. Reading and writing...what could be better?? ;)

Here via Michele today.

Guppyman said...

Why blog?

An outlet-
An ego boost-
A place to vent-
A place to make people laugh-
For sympathy-
For friends-
For peace of mind-
For information-
For me-

Why not blog?

Michele says Howdy!

Paul said...

I know what you're talking about. But I spent more time reading than I do posting.

Here via Michele's.
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kenju said...

Minerva, Michele sent me, and I am glad she did. I also wrote a post about blogging recently. My husband says he does not know what has come over me - but I am truly addicted!

Your post above this is sad, but so well written. I'll be back.

Valderbar said...

That's as good of analysis and as poetic of description as I've seen. Sometimes I wonder why too. The need to connect and disclose, open self is powerful.

Glad to have glimpsed you through Michele's meet and greet.

Melissa said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog. You are very talented.

doris said...

You took the words out of my mouth "...why doesn't writing in a diary feel the same?" I wrote something very similar on someone else's blog just this morning.

I spend a lot of time reading and writing messages on other blogs and then when I write something of my own it just flows really quickly. So productively. If only I could take this enthusiasm into everything else I do.

But I'm still in my early days so maybe I'll get into a better proportion soon?