Where are Blogs on the Pecking Order?

Copper Coast, Co. Waterford
Copper Coast, Co. Waterford

I’m getting the feeling that blogs are moving in from the wildest peripheries towards the core of the world of writing ~ from poor relation to ‘acceptable social animal.’

I say this because I seem to be hearing far more interviews with bloggers on mainstream topics, especially on radio.

Is anyone else out there feeling the same?  Or where do YOU see blogs in the grand scheme of writing?  What type of social animal are they at all? Please tell me what you think from where you’re sitting?

Annestown, Co. Waterford.
Annestown, Co. Waterford.

Our Blogs as our Legacies?

I’ve been wondering all day about the extent to which today’s blogs will be part of our legacies, like diaries of the past.

All this was sparked by reading a very thought-provoking entry for September 2, 1914 in the diary of  nineteen year-old American woman, Helena Muffly which is being so beautifully reproduced by her grand-daughter, Sheryl, on one of my very favourite blogs: A Hundred Years Ago .

 

19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today

Wednesday, September 2, 1914: It need not be recorded for there is nothing important to write.

I read this diary entry early this morning and remembered how I used to write similar sorts of things in my diaries as a teenager, though maybe not quite so ‘negatively,’ if that’s the word. I have endless diary entries that say:

Wet. Stayed in all day.

It seems to me that there is one key question surrounding  all this:

 As bloggers, do we seek out things to write about and thus are our senses far more heightened than they might otherwise be?

I’m a person who still keeps private journals as well as this blog. I don’t think I would post the the sorts of diary entries I have highlighted above in a blog post (though I may try it sometime!).

Having read Helena’s  entry this morning, I kept finding the smallest things which seemed worthy of reporting. One was my sense of satisfaction at finally managing to take a respectable photograph (by my standards) of Fuschia which grows with such abundance in Ireland at this time of year. As someone with a mad passion for earrings, I always see Fuschia as being like nature’s most delightful  hanging earrings:

Fuschia Hanging by White-washed Wall
Fuschia Hanging by White-washed Wall

Do you think your blog will be part of your legacy after your gone? Would you even want it to be?

 

Which Blog is Your MUST Follow ~Gatherings from Ireland # 356

Just imagine for a minute that you were only allowed to follow one blog (other than your own), which would it be?

This question has been flying around in my head since early morning when I was out walking at Tramore Beach. I could feel the social researcher in me coming out to play and I started to think of how I follow a very diverse range of blogs.

There’s an element of  birds of a feather flock together in my choices but then again I can see patterns in my following that exemplify the old adage: opposites attract !

To single out one blog is certainly not easy but I got as far as realising that there are about 5 blogs that I absolutely have to read, and I make sure to set them aside for later, if they happen to appear at a time when I can’t drop everything and jump into them. Now choosing between these would be extremely tough but if I absolutely had to do it, I’d be bringing http://www.foxglovelane.com/ with me. I think if you take a look at it you’ll soon see why!

Now, over to you. I’m bursting to hear your choice!