I’m a newbie blogger, a virgin.
I’ve read blogs, but to be perfectly honest, I haven’t read that many. And I haven’t subscribed to any. I wish I could quote funny anecdotes by genius bloggers, but no, I’ve never followed.
That’s not to say I haven’t read them and become interested, touched, and inspired, it’s just always been a ‘once in a while’ thing.
But I like blogs. I feel blogs. I like that they’re unedited, real, and only read if people are sucked in, intrigued, and stimulated.
It means you, the blogger, can be yourself (if you don’t start thinking too hard about the fame you could achieve if you created a following of millions), and just talk, write, say, do, whatever the fuck you want. Isn’t that what’s missing from today’s real world? Turn on the tv, flip the page in a magazine, and you’ve pushed away the human side of things, the humor, the sarcasm, the compassion, the love, replaced by fashion, business, stardom, and bullshit. A blog is one person’s view of the world, and that’s what makes it so unique, so quaint, and so damn refreshing.