Yeah, this isn’t Blogger. Let’s say this is a question about blogging in general.
I blog for a couple of reasons. One is to keep my hand into writing, since I’m often too lazy to plug away at the Great Swampy Middle of my novel. A piece of advice I once read was that writing every day was one of the most important things. So that’s what I try to do. It’s not a form that’s exactly applicable to fiction, but it’s satisfying just to get some words down on e-paper.
The second reason is as an outlet. I don’t know if it’s because I’m depressed, or just because of the kind of guy I am*, but I think and feel all the damn time. Sometimes it helps just to whine about it on here, or to talk about the ways I come to cope with it. It just helps to make a noise and believe people are reading it (even when they’re not). And, hell, if one of my self-indulgent posts on depression help one other person, then I think I’ve done okay as a blogger, really.
A friend of mine (Ceri – her blog is here) said that there’s a level of narcissism about keeping an online diary. I think that’s probably true, too. I think the trick is to know the difference between posting to update family, talk about things, whatever and in trying to get attention or cause a reaction. I’m sure I’ve stepped over the wrong side of the line once or twice, but whatever. It helps to talk to you, imaginary reader. So thanks very much. 🙂
And here’s a kitten picture to wrap up:
*That’s assuming you can separate one from the other, of course.
I’m guessing this is the meaning of my screen name “Kosmopolite”. Well:
An early incarnation of this sentiment can be found in Diogenes of Sinope (c. 412 B.C.), the founding father of the Cynic movement in Ancient Greece. Of Diogenes it is said: “Asked where he came from, he answered: ‘I am a citizen of the world (kosmopolitês)'”. -Wikipedia
I find patriotism a rather silly idea. It’s not like you can choose where you were born, nor what that represents on an international scale. You can just be you and hope your circumstances don’t stop you from doing that. Luckily, mine didn’t and if anything, I’ve come out of it seeming far more British than I thought I was.
As a caveat to that point: My real name is Andy Dainty. Yes, Dainty. Let me refer you back to the picture I posted yesterday:
I’m the two or three people in one set of clothes on the far right.
As you can see, ‘dainty’ was not necessarily the most appropriate adjective for me in my plus-sized school uniform and industrially-reinforced lunch box. I can remember vividly the first time someone looked it up in a dictionary. I think someone in Saxon England had either a grudge or a shitty sense of humour.
I started this blog because my other writer friends seem to find these a superior platform for the medium. I haven’t been convinced into it, but since I seem to use my main Tumblr blog entirely for following fandoms, I thought it would be nice to have a place completely distinct to post writing and writing discussions.
Anyway, I thought I’d start out talking about where I’m at with my writing at the moment. I started out with a plan to write 500 words per day on anything. That included articles on Tumblr, short stories and my novel. I managed to keep that up for a while, but found work, my relationship and other excuses getting in the way. Anyway, I’ve found that when I do write, my focus has been more and more on my novel. Around a quarter of the way into the novel, I found myself floundering. Rather than give up, which I was sorely tempted to do, I decided to give the Snowflake Method a try (I recommend it).
Okay, so below is a list of things I’ve achieved with my writing this year:
5.2 thousand words of ordered plans for the novel.
22.3 thousand words of unplanned manuscript (which is now being edited into my final manuscript as per my plan).