I've been reading about blogs, and what makes a successful blog, and I've learned that it's all about having an angle. Be it celebrity stalking/mocking, weight loss, parenting or technogeekery, people want an expert. Well, I am not an expert. In anything. But I think that's okay. Because I'm not trying to make this a "successful" blog. I'm not looking for advertisers or a huge readership.
Which leads to the question I've been pondering ever since my tenth entry, where I seemed to run out of steam: why am I doing this? And I think the answer is simply to see if I can. If I really want to be a writer, I need to be able to write. And not just in a diary, but in a way that is comprehensible to the outside world. I need to have accountability and structure, and topics and opinions. I need to practice observing the world around me and writing what i see and feel, so that's what I'm doing. Maybe someday I'll find an angle. But for now, I'm just gonna write and see what comes out.
All right, that will be my self indulgent philosophical tangent of the week. Back to cleaning house.