“it’s an opportunity to explain that the blog is built from your life – life as inspiration – but that in fact it’s a construct. truth in a fictional form. or a fiction that’s built from truth.”
– a quote from a reader at this blog.
Every blog is its own little world.
Some are little worlds; written for the author’s enjoyment or a compulsion to keep a running tab on events and fleeting thoughts attached to those events. I think nearly every personal blog lives an early life this way, unless its author was an avid paper diarist.
Some are conversations, and in their attempts to share they reflect a conscious effort to create a world that involves others; something that fosters a mutual understanding, sense of humor, or struggle. It’s a call to the crowd, and the world it represents takes form as the author shapes their conversation with whomever will listen.
Questions and answers. Giveaways, stunts, memes, nicknames, drama, and support. They manifest as the participants in each throbbing little bubble grow into one another.
Finally, some blogs become something else altogether.
They become a desperate, driven attempt to communicate the human life, in one form or another, much bigger than any audience member or author. They are a stab at the truth; whatever that truth may be for each particular crowd. The words are chosen because they’re part of the voice, and the voice is something that found the author…something the whole construct has a measure of control over.
We, as authors, bloggers…we are not who our blogs say we are.
We are not what the reader sees.
We are often, albeit not always, the lead character in these fictional worlds. We are the ones doing our damndest to find truths to keep building on.
But we are not who you think we are.
It’s incredibly important to remember that.
No matter who you are in whatever world you happen to be in at the moment.