Blogging spaces

It's again this crazy desire to write. I've found that I could write after all, on and on, after the email Shell sent me miles across the other side of the world. I found myself replying, with such ease and delight, typing on and on, one anecdote after another, one update after another, hitting -- I checked, just for amusement -- over 2000 words in my two-parter email yesterday. Must've missed the girl more than I thought =)

And is that not what writing is all about than, that over-used advice thrown ever so often at us during media writing classes that we eventually take it for granted? "Write like you're talking to your best friend." And so I found I could write again, with such fluidity, after two emails of abysmal length, and I am ever, ever so relieved... Thank you, my dear friend =)

I'm wondering about the comment my friend made about blogs and personal spaces. Makes me think of how we blog... is it not, all so often, about ourselves, forourselves? There is a stark difference, I guess, between a kinda selfless blogging for other people, and a narcissistic blogging of your self.

It's something that one of the Readers' Digest articles was discussing, I think... something about how the internet has changed the way people see themselves, and has brought about a culture of narcissistic youths who believe every aspect of their lives and their opinions are worth being broadcasted to the general public.

Is it very self-absorbed then to keep talking about yourself? Which is incidentally what the bulk of my blog is all about, now to come to think of it. Crap. I would readily admit to narcissism, I guess, but now I see what a very self-absorbed creature I must be, more often then not, always this desire for more writing space space space for my self. Goodness.

Time to rethink blogging content, methinks?