Man, is it just me or are things kind of dying down in the blogging world? Some blogs I visit haven’t been getting as much attention as they used to. I don’t get as many travelers stopping through here any more, yet I’ve won some awards for my writing, and even a scholarship for a poem. It’s kind of nice though, because this space has become like a personal journal once more. I’m starting to write more material that I wouldn’t have mentioned otherwise. I’ve learned my lesson of posting articles to the more traffic-chocked collaborative weblogs, realizing that I don’t like getting the negative attention as much as I would the positive. More often then not, I’m writing in my composition notebook then West Desert Journal, because I have retained the introverted side to what I do, all along. Attention is not really what is important. What is important is sharing your thoughts, feelings, experiences with the larger world. Some lone drifter comes through here out of the wood work, looking for the off-beat. It’s like meeting some dusty traveler out from the sticks, or the hitch-hiker on the lonesome desert highway. When the rest of the world is bogged up in some fad, we have our little e-mail conversations, and enjoy a fresh conversation like ice cold lemonade on a hot summer day. When it comes down to the nuts and bolts, I write for the sake of writing, for therapuetic reasons, and to inspire those that care to read. My goal was to keep West Desert Journal around as long as I’m alive, however it may one day get a name change. But for now, everything is good.
So I wander, is it just me, or is the popularity of blogging fading?