I promised myself I’d write a blog post about why my blog lacks a little personality at times, so I guess that’s what we’re doing right now. If you’re not particularly interested then that’s fine, but I thought it’d be important to bring up.
I’ve been creating content on the internet for a number of years now… since I was around thirteen, in fact. This includes stories, Youtube videos, blogs, hell, even video game levels. It’s always been a hobby of mine, if you can call it that. And one thing I’ve finally gotten into my head after roughly four failed blog attempts is that, as cruel as it sounds, what goes on in your head typically isn’t interesting to strangers on the internet unless you’re unusually charismatic or already have a following from previous escapades. Also, probably first and foremost, I was a teenage boy writing like the world was about to buckle beneath my feet. Such self-centered teen angst does not typically encourage a large readership.
So that’s all well and good, but I’m nineteen-going-on-twenty now. (Oh no, so old, I know.) I must have a little more to write about than why school sucks. And it’s true, I do; if you’re a follower of my blog, you’ve already seen my rants about the many pitfalls of the human race, I’m sure. But there are a multitude of reasons (aren’t there always?) as to why I shouldn’t… as to why I won’t transform this blog into my own personal mindscape, barring previous failures.
First and foremost, this blog was created as an environment in which to stretch my non-fictional writing skills. (I know that sounds incredibly boring but stick with me, there’s a promise at the end of this blog post.) This includes life writing (allegedly), travel writing, and quite obviously blog writing, the platform in which I can note down my thoughts about the outside world. And yes, I refuse to shy away from the fact that this is also, quite hesitantly, a portfolio of sorts; if I ever need to refer my non-fictional writing capabilities to anyone in future, this is the website I shall link to. It’s incredibly important to have your own website for this kind of thing, and not only is it practical professionally, but it also feels like home, in an odd, virtual kind of a way.
A more personal explanation of my lack of personality on this blog is, quite simply, that I don’t particularly feel like opening my innermost mind up to strangers on the internet nowadays, especially now that I’m not hiding behind a pseudonym. Over the last few years I’ve met lots of awesome new people, and I’ve not opened myself up to any of them. I have trouble discussing my emotions with even my closest friends, those of whom I used to blatantly expose everything to. Back when I was a teenager I used to wear my heart on my sleeve, in most likely the most cringe-worthy of ways. But now I’ve reformed to almost the extreme opposite of my younger self, at least in that regard. To write about my emotions on a public space as I used to do so frequently would nowadays be to me an incredibly reckless thing to do.
And finally, the content of the blog itself. Believe it or not, one does get tired of writing about oneself to an audience of none after five or six years. (It may have been somewhat therapeutic to begin with, but after years of chasing my own tail I got a little dizzy and exhausted of that content.) Not only that, but it seems tiring to the reader before they even start their exploration of the blog. This is why in this blog, I only want to present my opinion about things, and make light of some things, and rant about some other things. This, I believe, is how a normal person would blog. I simply couldn’t see that five years ago. There’s a reason a diary isn’t written for an audience. It’s not interesting to other people.
That concludes my reasons for not writing personally on this blog, but fear not. I’m aware that I went slightly overboard on the faceless thing, and I’m working on changing that. If you read my previous blog post, you’d know that I’ve challenged myself to write not only more content for my blog this year, but also about less serious topics. Instead of writing stoically about society (which will probably still happen when necessary), I want to write stuff that I care about; write about shows and people and music and stupid things and remarkable things, about mannerisms and absurdities and delicious things I put in my stomach. I want to put myself into this blog, not the society-condemning robot which I come across as most of the time.
So in the interest of being less of a robot, I shall now end this blog post by mentioning I wrote it while listening to the album Permanence by Deathmole for the first time. It is rather phenomenal!
Thank you for reading! I am excited for the future of this blog. Of my university course, not so much. FRIGGIN’ DEADLINES MAN.
Perpetually Perturbed 