Personally, I never thought about creating a blog. I had a diary when I was about 12, but I quit after a couple of weeks.
First of all, I have two brothers and I worried that they would find it and read it. I mean, I would have been utterly horrified if they found it and read my deepest darkest secrets to all of their friends.
Secrets like:
November 15, 1972…..Got up. Went to school. Came home. Did homework. Took a bath, then watched TV. Wrote in my diary and went to bed.
I would have been so embarrassed if they had found the entry for November 17, 1972…..Got up. Went to school. Came home. Did homework. Took a bath, then watched TV. Wrote in my diary and went to bed.
By November 19, 1972, I had wised up. That entry read: See November 15 - 18, 1972.
Which brings me to the second reason I abandoned the diary: I realized I had no life.
So I figured a blog would be too much like a diary and since I STILL don’t have that much of a life, I didn’t think anyone would be interested…..plus I still feel weird about other people reading it no matter HOW dull I am.
What changed? Several things.
A while back, I created a fake myspace page for a fictional character based on some exaggerated personality traits of someone that I knew. I created a blog on that page outlining the completely fictitious events of this character’s life.
Ken, if you happen to be surfing the net and see that page, it’s not about you. Seriously! It’s a complete different Ken, okay? I mean the Ken in that blog was just plain crazy. See for yourself: Ken's MySpace Page
Then I wrote a short story about my cousin’s son. He (my cousin’s son) isn’t crazy; he’s just an asshole.
My cousin, well, one could probably build a strong case that she’s crazy when meeting her for the first time. But, since I’ve known her longer, I can safely say that she’s crazier than a truck load of batshit.
Oh..and for the record, when I say crazy, I don't mean party girl crazy. You know the ones: The "WEEE!!!! I showed 'em to you, now throw me some beads!!!!" crazy.
She's more along the lines of (as we say in the South) "she just ain't got no common sense" crazy.
THEN I wrote another story (it was actually an email to some friends) about my encounter with a copperhead snake.
After receiving mostly favorable reviews (for some reason, my cousin’s son didn’t care for one of my stories), I decided to try my hand at blogging.
So here’s my first blog entry for September 17, 2008:
Got up. Went to work. Came home. Walked dogs. Took a bath, then watched TV. Wrote in my blog and went to bed.
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