vlogs, and the perception of personal narration!

honestly I'm not doing it.

PREFACE: This is not organized. If you were seeking something more pleasing and readable, consider this one, which I will bet is far better!

I'll save B(V)EDA for august or whatever because this april sucks so incredibly horribly but I don't care -- the point is, I've been thinking about it. There are people doing either -- maybe even both! -- right now, and one thing I've never understood is why people are so unsure of their ability to commit to the month-long project. Even after BEDA '09, it was like, what? -- can't you just pour out your mind, your incessant and raw and not-always-appealing thoughts onto a empty blog post? Vloggers have it better, just talk to a camera, mumble, reveal, disgust, with your horrible, selfish, unorganized, self-conscious thoughts. Isn't that what blogs are, anyway -- accounts of your life?

So why the problem?

I think part of it is the need to have an aesthetically pleasing, artistic work made out of every individual entry -- for example, why did I break the paragraphs up there? It's because I felt it was necessary to the effect of the blog post (which is still pretty crappy -- oh! there's that self-deprecating self-consciousness again! drats) and how you kind of want it to seem organized and well-worded for the suspicious reader.

We like to ingest art, information, stories, in ways that we are used to, ways that work well, ways that aren't as afraid of being called "unprofessional" or "disorderly" or "rude" or "stupid" or "lame!!!1" or -- and this is the big one -- BORING.

Everything is so boring.
I don't want to read this.
What's the point?
Your life sucks, I don't give a shit.
Why do you exist?
Who let you get a blog?
Your opinions are irrelevant.
I'm bored.
This is getting boring.

Why?

I guess the thing is that people are in general really impatient. As a result, they tend to expect something, and when things go off-plan, they use their primary instincts -- which is usually yelling and whining. I can understand.

This is the point where I lose all readership -- at least serious ones.

I think the problem is that people don't think complexly about things they encounter. One of the things in ~literary criticism~ is the different theories and crap by which you read a book and consider its meaning: historically, biographically, culturally, linguistically, whatever. You think about what the meaning of a certain work is.

People won't do that these days. For good reason, too:
a) there's not enough time,
b) there's too much! and,
c) I'm lazy.

But I try to do it. I think. I don't know, I tend to think too highly of myself anyway... but I usually try to look at people's different thoughts and interests and all that stuff. There are a lot of people in the world.

THE POINT?

I don't know. But I've come up with quite a lot of stuff just looking in my own mind, a sliver of my stream of consciousness. I don't see why it would be difficult to do something like this every day for a mere month, be it five minutes a day or five hours. What's the problem?

I look forward to the array of comments about how the author must consider the reader and how reading is entertainment and how blogging consists of more than just your life -- oh you self-centered bastard! why can't you consider other people, you filthy hypocrite!!

I'm sure there will be many such responses.