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The will to blog is a complicated thing, somewhere between inspiration and compulsion. It can feel almost like a biological impulse. You see something, or an idea occurs to you, and you have to share it with the Internet as soon as possible. What I didn’t realize was that those ideas and that urgency — and the sense of self-importance that made me think anyone would be interested in hearing what went on in my head — could just disappear.
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I slumped to the kitchen floor and lay there in the fetal position. I didn’t want to exist. I had made my existence so public in such a strange way, and I wanted to take it all back, but in order to do that I’d have to destroy the entire Internet. If only I could! Google, YouTube, Gawker, Facebook, WordPress, all gone. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed for an electromagnetic storm that would cancel out every mistake I’d ever made.
“I’m taking it down,” Ruth called to me from the living room, where my laptop sat on a table, displaying our no-longer-so-secret blog.
I opened my eyes. “Don’t delete it,” I managed to say. “Just make it all password-protected.”
-- Emily Gould for The New York Times
A long article on blogging that I thought some people might enjoy.
Sometimes I regret not keeping it as anonymous as I did at the beginning, keeping everything hidden behind false names and remaining a total mystery. But I couldn't resist the temptations that I found opening up to me and to test the waters of friendship and even trying my hand at romance.
Big mistake. Kidding myself that way.
And now I don't care to share the less than noble and lovable details of my existence and being, since I am no longer a wholly unknown character forever untraceable behind the screen and beyond the reach of your cursor. No big loss, I guess. You don't really want to know. And I cannot say the experience hasn't been useful, nor that it was without its poignant joy.
I suppose I'm even prepared to make the mistake again. What is a guy suppose to do if a babe posts her tits for you and then wants to know more about you? You owe her the truth, don't you? if only to kill her curiosity. It's only fair. And you cannot help wondering if she still might accept you anyway. Never say never, right?
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I slumped to the kitchen floor and lay there in the fetal position. I didn’t want to exist. I had made my existence so public in such a strange way, and I wanted to take it all back, but in order to do that I’d have to destroy the entire Internet. If only I could! Google, YouTube, Gawker, Facebook, WordPress, all gone. I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed for an electromagnetic storm that would cancel out every mistake I’d ever made.
“I’m taking it down,” Ruth called to me from the living room, where my laptop sat on a table, displaying our no-longer-so-secret blog.
I opened my eyes. “Don’t delete it,” I managed to say. “Just make it all password-protected.”
-- Emily Gould for The New York Times
A long article on blogging that I thought some people might enjoy.
Sometimes I regret not keeping it as anonymous as I did at the beginning, keeping everything hidden behind false names and remaining a total mystery. But I couldn't resist the temptations that I found opening up to me and to test the waters of friendship and even trying my hand at romance.
Big mistake. Kidding myself that way.
And now I don't care to share the less than noble and lovable details of my existence and being, since I am no longer a wholly unknown character forever untraceable behind the screen and beyond the reach of your cursor. No big loss, I guess. You don't really want to know. And I cannot say the experience hasn't been useful, nor that it was without its poignant joy.
I suppose I'm even prepared to make the mistake again. What is a guy suppose to do if a babe posts her tits for you and then wants to know more about you? You owe her the truth, don't you? if only to kill her curiosity. It's only fair. And you cannot help wondering if she still might accept you anyway. Never say never, right?
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Date: 2008-05-22 11:00 pm (UTC)From:I really enjoyed that article. Thank you for sharing.
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Date: 2008-05-22 11:49 pm (UTC)From:Keep sharing the love, babe!
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