without hesitation, i said yes (i believe i even rolled my eyes as i did so)--you can just look at all the material out there in cyberspace. people are making mountains out of molehills of their boring everyday lives. (saw one blog written by this woman who plays up to this image of a playgirl. she boasts about all the dates she gets and complains why it seems she can never get a man to seriously commit to her. she never mentions though--or conveniently leaves out--the crucial detail how she gets her dates, --thru a chatroom, blind date, sms? and whether at all she ever gets a call after her dates, or a second date with any of them. duh?)
in cyberspace, you can be anything! you can manipulate words in your blog so that you can reinvent yourself. you can make your life seem fantastic. it just reqires a certain 'tude. it has to be full
of 'tude. because ordinary is not bloggable.
but apparently, i didn't understand his question. "but that's pathetic!" he says. turns out, that what he meant by his question was, if people really did outrageous things just to be able to write about it in their blogs. i said of course not, bloggers unhesitatingly embellish, to make their lives interesting--or shocking, as they desire--to their readers. why do people keep journals, in the first place? isn't it because they're hoping on the off chance that somebody will pick it up accidentally and read (and in some cases, even publish) it? sadly, i've come across a lot of blogs that are what i would call literary masturbation or "pagdadyakol" (my hubby winces at this and offers s.s. instead, from "salsal" or what they call hack writing).
people write blogs because they want to be read. period.
the discussion about bloggable lives all started because i told A that i have so much material for my blogs (i have 3 active ones, plus a photoblog), out of the 5 hours i spent in the hospital this morning. i thought they must be good for something.
well, let's see.