My neglected paper-based journal was calling out to me the other day. It looked pretty forlorn sitting at the side of my desk in the room and cried out for lack of ink. My attention to brushing up posts and ensuring that the blog is as active as I’d like it to be means that I’m often typing my thoughts instead of penning them. I did mention my preference for the tactile feel of paper, hence my predilection for books but even though I do enjoy writing, the ease of typing things out quite often wins that little internal struggle over whether I should write or type my thoughts out.
I like the sound of the pen scratching the paper and the smoothness of the sheets under one’s hand. I like the feel of turning a page and starting to write on a fresh side. I like flipping pages and looking at my horribly uneven handwriting. I even enjoy reading the illegible scribbles. Sometimes. Sad thing is that one’s laziness often wins out and I rationalise that since I’m already on the computer, I might as well write an entry to my journal and while I’m at it, post it on the blog as well.
Problem is that I do see myself as a fairly private person and I wasn’t too comfortable with the idea of exposing my innermost thoughts to the entire blogosphere for all the world to see. One quickly realises however, that those fears are quite unfounded. Firstly, this blog doesn’t quite attract the hugest of audiences and I believe most of those who do read this (Thanks for stopping by, reading and commenting!) do know me and my eccentricities anyway. Secondly, I notice a distinct difference between what I write in the journal (when I do write things there) and what I write here. While these are personal thoughts, I realise that the writing that I do for the blog tends to be of the sort that is fairly personal yet not so personal that I’m not willing to share it with others.
I’ve noticed that the writing that I’ve been doing over here has changed over the months. Posts have grown longer, a little more thoughtful and less report-like. I guess I’ve grown into the idea of blogging and realise that it’s much more than just a diary of what I’m doing here. What I really like about this is that I’m able to air my views about a number of things that matter to me – things that I might not get the chance to talk about or discuss too often. It’s a soapbox for me to talk about things as much as I want in as long winded a manner as I like. I’m enjoying this at the moment, and I think both you (my friendly readers) and I will notice when I stop doing so. How? Not quite sure but I think we’ll know.