Why do we read blogs?
Is it to be entertained? (The Bloggess) Is it to commiserate with other parents? (Blue Eyed Bride) Is it to live vicariously through a friend? (Anna Mazurek Photography) Or is it to envy the writer and their talents and wish you could do things they do? (Young House Love)
Why do I think we read blogs? Because it's socially acceptable voyeurism. We get to peak into people's lives that we may otherwise not be privy to. From the safety of our computer screen, we can stalk intimate details of someone's daily routine through their inner-most thoughts and, sometimes, even photographs.
A friend of a friend keeps a small blog that's meant for her to document life moments and share them with close friends and family. She isn't trying to sell sponsorships or develop a huge national following. Yet, she recently posted a comment that really made me think... that she wonders whether reading other blogs helps or hurts. Is it worth her time to read posts about people traveling the world or adventures of a stay-at-home-mom? She is in a position many (many) women are in these days. She has to worry about work, a toddler, a husband, a house, family, friends, etc. Finding the time to blog is (I'm sure) insanely difficult for her. Finding time to read other's blogs is probably the same way.
Can reading other's posts make you feel inadequate in your own life? Or just in your own blogging?
I don't post as often as I would like. But the thing is, writing is a priority for me. I have been blogging since way before it was cool; since back when it was done with something called "paper" and a "pen." Oh yeah, and I didn't let other people read it either. I have kept insane documentation of my life since 8th grade, which has yielded giant tubs in the attic full of paper diaries and printed copies of my private blog that I have kept since 2004. (Which still to this day routinely gets 4 to 5 posts a week that are different from the 3 entries I try to post here! I have a lot to say. LOL) While my priorities in life have changed dramatically since Bimmer has arrived, the truth is, I would write whether anyone read it or not. Because of that desire, I make and find time to post. I may forgo a nap or lunch to write. More realistically, I "write" entries in my head for days before I actually type them out, so I have a pretty clear idea of what I want and need to say, so writing them is a much quicker process.
As for feeling inadequate that my life isn't all rhinestones and glamour like some other bloggers I read? I suppose that's all in the eye of the beholder.
Because to me, having a loving husband, a beautiful and healthy daughter, a cute house, amazing friends, and a supportive family is the equivalent of rainbows and unicorns.
Now off to sprinkle some fairy dust for inspiration on my next post.
Me & Bimmer getting some blogging done