It's fifteen minutes to midnight. I have my third semester exams in three weeks. Immediately after that I will be sitting for my first job interview. I have a thesis to work on, and to say that it requires me to brush up on my statistical skills and econometrics is putting it mildly. Altogether, I have a lot of pending work. However, I am writing my first post on this blog. Guess that makes me normal. Of course, I will get all the work done. I always do. Can't remember the last time I missed a deadline.
My experience with blogging has been mixed at best. My first attempt was around four years ago. Maybe five. Could be six. Nah, closer to five. Yes, I am digressing.
I began with a blog to showcase my ''awesome'' poetry. However, my understanding of the whole blogging shebang was so poor that it probably took me less than a minute to decide that blogging was a waste of time. And that was that. I think at this point I should add that I had registered myself on pretty much every blogging platform I had heard of. Yes, I was seriously pumped up for about 15 minutes.
It was the summer of 2010. The football/soccer world cup was around the corner, and I wanted to make my contribution to the whole circus. And so I started again. Spent a couple of minutes on reviving the old blog. Didn't care a bit about the aesthetics. Started writing. A lot. I started by giving a comprehensive overview of each team participating in the tournament. By the time I reached Ivory Coast, I was rather bored.
By the end of 2010, my blog comprised of the following: twelve team overviews, half-a-dozen poems, and a poll. Number of visitors to my blog? Zero. It didn't take me long to realise that my first serious attempt had been a spectacular failure. Quickly, everything was deleted to wipe the slate clean.
In late 2011, I chanced upon a friend's blog. Within a couple of days, I had written my ''first'' blog-post. Enjoyed it. Wrote a second one. Enjoyed that too. Re-posted some of my poems. Oooh yes, now we are getting somewhere. Then, promptly forgot about it for a good seven months.
My seven month sabbatical proved to be enlightening. Not because I have churned out posts at a dramatic rate since, but because I seem to have understood why I want to write a blog. Of course, there have been many misses in the recent past. Their number were such that I decided to shift to Tumblr. That kept me engaged for a couple of weeks. Closer to a month actually.
The scene at present is not what I had anticipated a few years back. I now have TWO blogs[as if managing one wasn't bad enough]. The Tumblr one is ninetyminutesofpopcorn.tumblr.com/. Purely for my artistic endeavors. This one, would be for everything. No more re-posting to make my blog look full. I shall not cater to the audience's tastes anymore.
Why do I blog? Good question. Initially, it was because I wanted to leave my mark on the internet. I had imagined people starting their days by checking my blog for the latest post, marveling at my eloquent words, agreeing wholeheartedly with my opinions. Don't want that anymore. Never in a million years.
It's very simple. I like writing. And other things. Mostly writing. And I don't mind if no one is reading what I write. I prefer it that way.
Will this blog exist this time next year? I don't know. Will people follow it? I couldn't care less.
Alright. I am tired. Going to watch some football.
My experience with blogging has been mixed at best. My first attempt was around four years ago. Maybe five. Could be six. Nah, closer to five. Yes, I am digressing.
I began with a blog to showcase my ''awesome'' poetry. However, my understanding of the whole blogging shebang was so poor that it probably took me less than a minute to decide that blogging was a waste of time. And that was that. I think at this point I should add that I had registered myself on pretty much every blogging platform I had heard of. Yes, I was seriously pumped up for about 15 minutes.
It was the summer of 2010. The football/soccer world cup was around the corner, and I wanted to make my contribution to the whole circus. And so I started again. Spent a couple of minutes on reviving the old blog. Didn't care a bit about the aesthetics. Started writing. A lot. I started by giving a comprehensive overview of each team participating in the tournament. By the time I reached Ivory Coast, I was rather bored.
By the end of 2010, my blog comprised of the following: twelve team overviews, half-a-dozen poems, and a poll. Number of visitors to my blog? Zero. It didn't take me long to realise that my first serious attempt had been a spectacular failure. Quickly, everything was deleted to wipe the slate clean.
In late 2011, I chanced upon a friend's blog. Within a couple of days, I had written my ''first'' blog-post. Enjoyed it. Wrote a second one. Enjoyed that too. Re-posted some of my poems. Oooh yes, now we are getting somewhere. Then, promptly forgot about it for a good seven months.
My seven month sabbatical proved to be enlightening. Not because I have churned out posts at a dramatic rate since, but because I seem to have understood why I want to write a blog. Of course, there have been many misses in the recent past. Their number were such that I decided to shift to Tumblr. That kept me engaged for a couple of weeks. Closer to a month actually.
The scene at present is not what I had anticipated a few years back. I now have TWO blogs[as if managing one wasn't bad enough]. The Tumblr one is ninetyminutesofpopcorn.tumblr.com/. Purely for my artistic endeavors. This one, would be for everything. No more re-posting to make my blog look full. I shall not cater to the audience's tastes anymore.
Why do I blog? Good question. Initially, it was because I wanted to leave my mark on the internet. I had imagined people starting their days by checking my blog for the latest post, marveling at my eloquent words, agreeing wholeheartedly with my opinions. Don't want that anymore. Never in a million years.
It's very simple. I like writing. And other things. Mostly writing. And I don't mind if no one is reading what I write. I prefer it that way.
Will this blog exist this time next year? I don't know. Will people follow it? I couldn't care less.
Alright. I am tired. Going to watch some football.
Siddharth, nice to see your work and writing. I personally feel you have some meaning in your work which a very few can understand ...just go ahead..
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