Facebook friends have started commenting, a few of them, on the decline in blogging. Most seem to be melancholy, and one person actually resurrected a defunct blog of his today.
That got me to thinking about my blogs, and the blogs I followed, and then updating my RSS feeds, and fixing some broken things in my own blog and ... It's a bit like when you go to fix a sandwich and notice that something smells in your fridge and next thing you know, it's hours later, all the contents of your refrigerator are strewn about the kitchen, you're elbow deep in suds and rags but you still haven't had a sandwich.
The reasons I have slowed way, way down on my blogging are many and include the time I now spend on Facebook. When I'm not working, or working out, or walking the dogs, or going out with friends for hot stone coconut oil Swedish massages, I can probably be found faffing about on Facebook. Nearly all my bloggy buddies are there. My old Usenet buds, too. Lots of real life friends. Family members. Cow-orkers, present and former.
Here's the deal: blogs are navel-gazing one-to-many deals. I write. You (might) come and read. You get to comment and maybe others will comment, but in the end, it's massive amounts of me versus little bits of you. While I adore that y'all're coming here to see me, it's not quite as fulfilling as it could be. If I want to go see you, I have to, well, go. See you. I maintain a "blogrole" of peeps to make it a bit easier for me to go over to where you all are, but I still have to go there. If you haven't written anything new, it's a bit of a wasted trip. If I use an RSS feed I don't have to waste the trip, but it's still something "outside" of my own blog. So my blog is contained and a bit lonely.
Facebook manages to retain that navel-gazing aspect, but becomes a many-to-many deal. I write smaller capsules. You are there already, commenting and your own capsules of self-indulgent information are all there. We have multiple conversational threads going. I get notifications of when someone has said something. The world has expanded manyfold. It's fractal living.
Nevertheless, the format is a bit restricting. My capsules of me-ness are limited. When I have lots to say, I have to say it in many takes. To edit, I have to delete the previous one and try again. Facebook has its downside as well.
Maybe there is room -- and time -- for both.

















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