My daughter and I watched the movie "Julie and Julia" last night. Incidently, we loved the movie, but what inspired me the most was not the 365 days and 524 recipes that the main character set as her goal. It was that she was going to write about it everyday in the form of a blog. That is a form of commitment I just don't understand. The poor girl already had a full time job, a marriage to nurture...or not, and this amazing goal...why would you add the pressure of writing about it everyday?
It must be that blogging was not such a drop in the ocean that it is today. At first it was pretty much academics or eccentrics that owned the world of blogging, but now that it has become "everyone's", no one really reads a whole lot of anything. After all, you could end up reading about another boring evening at home, or God forbid ~ dishwasher detergent!
Many years ago, I watched the movie "Shirley Valentine". I loved the quirky character of Shirley, and felt very sad that so interesting a woman should end up talking to the wall (by name....'Ello Wall!) and cooking egg and chips...or sausage and chips....or baked beans and chips (the British diet is very dull!).
My point is that blogging has become our "wall", something we know is constant and will be there at the end of another ho-hum day, taking the place of the diaries that we once hid from snoopy seekers, and to hide those tidings, all we have to do is write it in a place where everyone has access to know that no one ever will. Sad isn't it?
