I’m not trying to be melodramatic here. But last night I was thinking about my upcoming bucket list posts that would have patted me on the back for running a 5K (something most adults have done) and taking the GRE (something an overwhelming amount of people have done.) These things don’t make me special. They also aren’t interesting to read about unless you are my stalker.
Personal blogs like mine are egocentric and self-gratifying. It’s like microphone hogs—we like hearing our own voice projected over a large expanse of space. Before the list, my blog was about common interests, not silly diatribes, and I’d like to return to that.
Writing from personal experience is normal. I’m not scratching it completely off! You’re simply sharing a thought-process others could have had or could at least relate to. In many circumstances this makes sense: travel, school, wedding, etc.
I’m tired of hearing my own voice. So I’m deleting this blog. And even this will seem self-glorifying. It’s not meant to be. As a writer, I would much rather write about other people and their experiences. I’m quitting the personal blogosphere, a distracting mess of me, in order to look beyond myself more often and to tell other people’s stories. Where will I start? With the most diverse and talented group I’ve ever come across… My friends.
Therefore my dears, don’t lose heart! Come the end of October the new outlook begins.
