The Quick Blue Facebook Jumped Over The Lazy Blog

Wednesday is the two year anniversary of the start of this blog. As I stated in my first post the reason I started this blog was because a co-worker said that I expressed myself well. Since I like to tell stories of my life and the ponderings of my little brain, which is what this blog is about, I really have a lot of fun with it. I hope that people are amused by it, even if all I'm doing is venting.

A question came up recently about the content of my blog, and I didn't have a ready answer at the time (the answer is 'not since June, and she was mentioned in a post that she hasn't read yet'), so I went through the entire blog and came to a startling discovery: In the ten months before I joined Facebook I had written 77 posts. Since joining Facebook fourteen months ago, there have been 23. This is not good.

A friend of mine, Mark, recently wrote on Facebook, "I stopped blogging awhile ago. And I was active blogger. Facebook is easier, and I have control over who reads my posts. I much prefer facebook these days." His is an entirely different point of view from mine. Valid for him, but different.

In my point of view, the two serve entirely different functions, so "preference" is not a factor. Facebook is kinda like a post-it note: little quips we throw out there that we hope someone will notice. They can turn into a conversation, and that's the best part - especially when the participants are in varied locations around the world. Sometimes, though, that's a problem too. When my brother came to town for Christmas, he told me, "I would ask you what's going on, but since we're on Facebook, I already know." Face to face conversation became somewhat unnecessary, and I missed it. Scott and I do better in vocal conversations anyway. If he doesn't hear my voice, he often doesn't catch my meaning.

Writing a blog is more like writing a short story. I can go into more depth with the topic I want to write about, and not be worried about going over the alloted number of characters, or that someone will pull it off subject with their conversational input. Furthermore, like most authors, I really want a variety of people to read it.

Now, there are parts of my life I will not write about because I believe they are too personal, and another that I have written about a lot, but have been told I can no longer do so, so there is a little bit of self censorship going on. But there is still a lot going on in my life that I can write about, even if it is just a short paragraph. It's just a matter of actually doing it.