“There’s something sacred about reading a blog post on someone else’s site. It’s like visiting a friend’s house for a quick meal ’round the breakfast table. It’s personal — you’re in their space, and the environment is uniquely suited for idea exchange and uninterrupted conversation. In many ways, we should be treating our blogs like our breakfast tables. Be welcoming & gracious when you host, and kind & respectful when visiting.” – Trent Walton
I have tried to start many blogs. Keeping up with an consistency has been hard. Something that has been so great, and easy-making, about writing with you, is that I get both experiences Trent is writing about above from ballardtobrooklyn. I get to look in as a visitor, waiting with much excitement to see what you have written, and I get to leave something for you, and whomever might find heir way to the page. It’s so nice to take a few minutes everyday to try and create a little pretty something. To put some story or thought or idea out into the world in a way that both makes sense outside of my brain and is enjoyable to take in.
In general, away from here, I like how everyone and their mother has a blog. While I am slow to grow into electronic reading on ipads and kindles, I think one of the greatest gifts of the internet is the capacity to self publish and the mass sharing of our stories. On a number of occasions, I have been left in tears, or laughing out loud, to the randomly stumbled upon words of someone I will never meet. From the comfort of my own bed, the product of procrastination most often, I am almost intuitively linked to new people. And things like this and this and this, which I now review regularly.