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The Politics of Blogging
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elizabeg From: elizabeg Date: February 25th, 2004 05:07 am (UTC) (LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)


Lots of my friends "approve" of and enjoy my blogging, read quite ritually, but only a very few write back and fewer regularly. Not that I have a huge readership by any means, but conversation tells me it's becoming quite the thing among the first years and beyond to read me in my reading rather frequently.

I've told them they can reply annonymously or sign up without keeping an account, but some are just uncomfortable with the thought of posting at all. Some post annonymously and I can tell who they are, and some post and I can't--I try to play as if this doesn't bother me, reply as if I don't know and importantly don't care that I don't know. I do in fact care that I don't know. At present I'm trying to remind myself it's a good thing that this disrupts my comfort in the blogging space.

In part I'm telling myself a story in which I believe that's true but in part I actually believe it. I am, after all, trying to be more open even when I'm being cagey, smashing syntax to hell and all. I'm trying to remember I'm implicated in the way I read, the way I write my readings. And the friends who read me are friends in part because they're good readers in their own rights--meaning they can read me from my blog in ways beyond what I might give them credit for. And suddenly (or not so suddenly) I find myself exposed.

But I get more blog time than he does, he says, and we partly laugh this off--and yet this signifies.
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