CALLING ALL SAVVY BLOG READERS
So, I'm blogging now. Blogging. I've joined the millions of other bloggers. I'll have you know, readers, that I am an original, except for all the ways in which I follow everyone else's lead and totally rip off other blogs. (That last line was so you can have a taste of the type of serious blogging that will go on here at No Doi.) SAVVY BLOG READERS will have noticed already that I opened this page in September 2006, and didn't post anything again until January 2007. And she calls herself a Blogger! Very good, SAVVY BLOG READERS, you are exactly the type of people I had hoped would read my very serious blog and never let me get away with the mediocrity that pervades the internet and so many of todays blogs. Well, let me explain a few things about myself. I do not like doing what everyone else does, and often when I see masses jumping on a Popular Bandwagon I will purposely jump on the Cynical Bandwagon just to be "different" (along with all the other people on the Cynical Bandwagon.) However, every now and then, I find myself staring at Popular Bandwagon (off in the distance, far, far from my perch atop Cynical Bandwagon) and I start to see that maybe Popular Bandwagon is popular for a good or interesting reason. Sometimes (read: rarely) I am right though, and Cynical Bandwagon all of a sudden becomes Popular Bandwagon because people see the errors of whatever it was that we over here on Cynical Bandwagon "like, have been trying to tell you was stupid." And, SAVVY BLOG READERS, I won't lie, when Cynical Bandwagon IS the place to be it makes me feel good (shallow, but good.) It's a bit of leverage for all the times that Popular Bandwagon was actually right. Like the time when I was collecting cow chips behind the "Soul Music Is Not Cool Bandwagon." And I had a whole bunch of other white people here to back me up on that. We knew it wasn't cool because we'd never listened to it! Once I realized that the cow chips I was gathering behind this particular Bandwagon were the hollow sounds of Soulless White Music (no examples necessary, if you can't think of one Soulless White Music example on your own, then no amount of blog reading will help you) I dropped them like the cow chips they are and stumbled my way to the tracks of the Soul Train. Don't get me wrong Soulless White Music still calls to me with it's syrupy-pop-over-produced vocals, and Oops! I Listen, Again.
So back to me being an original, free-thinker and the grand reasons why I should have my own blog and all... Basically, I like to write. And I tried for so long to figure out what my blogging gimmick would be, so that I could be taken seriously by all the SAVVY BLOG READERS. Finally I talked myself out of pursuing this thing because I'm not a "real" writer and I don't have any original blogging ideas, so why bother. And that's when it came to me:
1) I had to redefine my idea of "writer." I'm not a real writer only because I'm not writing. Writers aren't writers because they like the idea of writing, and they think about writing all the time. They're writers because they write things.
And as much as I need to take my own advice here in so many other areas of my life:
2) It's in the doing/trying/creating that I find myself and my answers. I somehow managed to get myself to a place where I no longer care whether or not I crank out some great masterpiece essay every time I post. (Watch for them though, I'll sneak 'em in...) Hopefully by writing more often, I'll start to see where it is my journey has been and maybe even start to figure out where it is going.
This is not a blog where the all answers will come easily. This is a blog where you will hear what goes on in my head. Sometimes it will be incoherent, other times it will be the pinnacle of brilliance. Mostly it will just be me, trying to create a little something so that my soul continues to seek reasons to dance.
P.S. I do not always use correct punctuation, grammar or sentence structure. My, use, of, commas, is, close, to, ridiculous. I am just. plain. wordy. I like to read my own blog. And I think I'm hilarious.
