In response to afrogtokiss’ entry on blog rankings:
“As I’ve stated in the past, the blogosphere is a huge high schoolish clique. The popular kids say who’s allowed in and who doesn’t have what it takes. Is this how blogging began? I seriously doubt it.
Will the fact a blog wasn’t listed in a top directory really have an impact on life? The answer: no. To those bloggers out there who, like myself, have absolutely no direction in life, or, a blog, take some advice. Stay true to yourself.”
I’ve had a blog for about 7 years straight now. My current one is new because my previous blog (actually the whole domain) was erased without my knowledge. There is a part of you that dies when all of your writings, musings, ideas, poetry, discoveries, secrets, and rants are suddenly gone without any way of getting them back. I now know that I should have taken the time to backup my archives onto my new computer, but alas… I didn’t think ahead.
I’ve even blogged about this incident a few time before (on my myspace page) and I claimed that it didn’t affect me–that I was okay with it being dead and gone… I’m not okay with it. My posts about my father’s battle with and death from cancer are gone. My musings about relationships, school, religion… they’re all gone. All I have left are various graphics I used with my layouts and some fond memories of being “a part” of something that extended past my website–but was ultimately an extension of my inner self.
So when you speak about being yourself–it does matter. Because if your blog disappears one day and you don’t feel a piece of you is now invisible again… then either you care too much about your traffic, or you never revealed that piece of yourself to the world in the first place.
This online blog world is one giant middle school experience. There are populars, freaks, nerds, jocks, skanks, religious nuts, class presidents, bands, wannabes, and everyone in between. I’m starting to wonder if this is all blogging will ever be.
Nevertheless, there is a part of us that needs to come out. For me, that piece of myself has grown so used to being covered up (since that old blog died) that the muscles that flexed with creative juices have atrophied. Crafting a sentence isn’t so easy anymore. Being inspired to share an observation is a quiet whisper instead of a shout of “I have to blog that!”
Sure it’s petty drivel at times… but if what you write comes out of who you are and reveals a new portion of yourself… you can’t really go wrong.