Skip this post if blogger navel-gazing bores you
If you want to be picky about it, yes, there are a few differences between me and another famous blogger, Emily Gould, what with her being a single, tattooed, twentysomething, city-dwelling female who has shared her sex life and other intimate matters with readers.
I have shared the deaths of pet fish with readers, but the rest is, like I said, different.
Still, much about this long, confessional magazine article she wrote resonated with me. I especially liked this paragraph:
"The will to blog is a complicated thing, somewhere between inspiration and compulsion. It can feel almost like a biological impulse. You see something, or an idea occurs to you, and you have to share it with the Internet as soon as possible. What I didnt realize was that those ideas and that urgency and the sense of self-importance that made me think anyone would be interested in hearing what went on in my head could just disappear."
I haven't gotten to the disappearing part, so I'm not quite as evolved as Ms. Gould. Maybe someday.