I really wanted to start my own blog with a bang, and my first entry, controversial. But being the mediocre and lamentable creative copywriter that I am, I ran out of crazy ideas to put here in the page.
For more than a year now, I’ve been dreaming of starting my page. I’ve been thinking and planning about the concepts – the design, the general theme, the posts – that I would incorporate here. But once I began to organize and reorganize my thoughts, I faced that familiar blank wall.
A friend, now an avid blogger and blog stalker, told me that blogs need not have any concept nor a general theme at all. He said that blogwriting is almost always extemporaneous, more like “stream of consciousness“.
But I am never spontaneous. I hate surprises. I always like every thing in order – my drawer, my cabinet, my files, my bag, my schedule, my itinerary… Yeah, even my thoughts, however canned they are. And now, my blog.
Obsessive-Compulsive? Yeah, you can say that.
I believe that blogs, just like written journals, are a way to express what’s on someone’s mind. Subconsciously, bloggers give their readers a preview of how their minds work. In that case, I don’t want my readers to think that I’m such a fucked up loser with scattered thoughts and lousy grammar.
If I were to give my readers a taste of what’s actually cooking in my head, I would give them something palatable, something definitely delicious, delectable, and digestible.
So that when they finally have a taste of that first serving, they will be craving for more.
Now, would you care for another serving?