i have always had a diary.
when i was five i wrote about marshmallows and the weather.
i worried someone would find it.when i got a little older i wrote about boys in my class. i wrote about my family.
i was terrified someone would find it.when i was ten my diary had a lock on it.
in my teens i created my very first 'zine. which is, much like a blog, something you distribute, in hopes that someone will read it. my 'zine, called 'reveree' was a music 'zine. with diary-type commentary in the margins. i never brought the original (which i spent hours creating) to be photocopied... in case,
heaven forbid, someone actually read it.then i went to school for journalism. i got used to having my writing read. and now i actually enjoy when people read my writing. why else would someone keep an online journal?
i still keep a diary. i still keep it hidden. there are things in the hard copy book that will remain in the hard copy book. i still prefer if no one reads my diary. but i am no longer terrified that it might fall open and some one's eyes might glance at the words.
because honest writing is never shameful.
nevertheless, this is a blog-- a journal on the world wide web. not a book i keep hidden under my pillow. (shit-- i guess i have to change its hiding spot). people who write blogs write for an audience. otherwise, there would be no reason to write anywhere other than in a hard copy book, tucked safely away where no one will ever find it.
i know you're out there, reading. just like you're looking at all my pictures on facebook. you have been invited to do both. so you might as well leave a comment.
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