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I’m trying to decide whether to delete my old blog. I imported most of my old Blogger posts when I switched over to WordPress last year, but I also left them up on the old site. The old site still gets a trickle of traffic from search engines, which is maybe why I still feel attached to it.
And I’ve recently discovered that searching on my full name brings up the old blog, despite never using my real name on that blog. Should I delete the old blog all together, or just leave it up with the one post directing readers to this new blog?
Perhaps the answer is obvious but I need reassurance.
I wish I could say I wrote that but it’s actually from a Barenaked Ladies song, “Blame it on me,” from their first major album Gordon.
I recently finished the Print Futures course. The downtime is nice, but I’m feeling a bit burnt out at the moment. I assure you this is not my best writing. It will get better. Something about the joy of writing is lost right now. It comes from overly analyzing what I’m writing as I’m writing it, like wondering if I’m using too many “I”s to start sentences. Grrr. This is hard.
This move to WordPress represents a new stab at blogging, this time under my real name. The plan is to eventually merge my blog with the shamelessly self-promoting website that I built during Print Futures.
And even though this is a brand new blog, I decided to brought along the old Blogger posts for the ride. Some of that bitter twisted stuff written during temp jobs is my best work. Could it be because I just didn’t care who read it?
Eventually, the writer and editor are going to quit their bitchin’ and let each other do their jobs. I’ve seen it done.
I’m still processing my Northern Voice experience. I am left thinking about two things: the quality of the interactions with other bloggers/attendees, and that blogging too has its elites. And like Hollywood stars, the elites of the blogosphere all seem to know each other. (I am tempted to label them as a clique, but hey, we all form our little communities online and off.)
I found personal interactions at the actual conference, well, shallow. I went hoping to reconnect with some of the faces from my past and meet some new people who share the blogging obsession. Somehow conversations at NV2007 were confused and distracted. While talking to one person during a coffee break, a third person joined us, and the next thing I knew, two backs were turned to me. There was a lot going on and people were really excited to be there so that probably contributed to the “can’t talk now” feeling.
The best part of attending Northern Voice has been the aftermath; that is, discovering a whole bunch of new fun blogs to read. Some of these belong to the presenters and/or “famous” bloggers. Others were ones discovered by my habit of snooping while in sessions i.e. checking out what was on the laptops around me. Such blogs include:
I’m also still checking the Northern Voice blog feed thing whatever it is for more blog updates from other participants.
The conference has made me think more about what makes a blog readable, and therefore popular. This is a sweeping generalization, but it seems that many blogs are either male or female in their character. The most popular male bloggers demonstrate mastery of technology and delivering information, while most popular female bloggers are often the ones who are willing to be open and revealing online about their personal lives. (I don’t just mean about sex, although NYC’s This Fish has done pretty well by blogging her love life.)
Of course, this generalization ignores the fact that there are also millions of subject-specific blogs out there, but still, the ones people go to are the ones that have the information they want. The people that write them are popular because they are perceived to have expertise in their subject and they have the techno-savviness to publish it.
Northern Voice has inspired me, but not in the way I expected. I expected to go out of there, all fired up to blog. It hasn’t been quite like that, but I was reminded how powerful this medium of communication can be. We may all be elites just for having the guts to put it out there. Mumble, murmur, mhm.
I just signed up for the Northern Voice conference, which promises to be an interesting day of learning about all things blogging and hanging out with the similarly addicted. It’s happening February 23-24 at UBC, and the organizers recommend pre-registering through the conference website. At $30 for one full day of workshops, it’s a bargoon. (I’m just going to the conference on Saturday; the full two-days is still a cheeaaap $50.)
See you there.
Yesterday, my blog was worth $14.20. Today:
This little calculator converts your Technorati rank and number of incoming links into monetary worth. Could it be that a link from the mighty Raincoaster (where I go this from in the first place) made my stock shoot straight up? If so, champers and ciggies to you, Shebeen queen.
Innocently going through my Sitemeter stats – I love seeing what Google searches bring people into this pink corral – I was heartened to learn that someone else has a crush on Steve Buscemi too! Except she’s actually seen the man in person. So jealous.
I’m tired of the names for my comment links. I can’t think of any clever new names, so I’m asking for help and I’m willing to award a prize for the best suggestion. Here’s the deal:
1) Come up with three names, one for “no comments”, one for “one comment”, and one for “multiple comments”. Hint: I like themes.
2) Email your suggestions to me by hitting the “Fire Away” button in the sidebar. Don’t forget to change the email address. Please include your contact info in your entry.
3) If I like your suggestion and use it to rename my comment links, you shall win a fabulous prize! I will personally make you a handknitted item of my choice. Could be a hat, could be a cellphone cozy, could be ? (Please note prizes may take time to make.)
I’m a writer and I like deadlines. They give structure to aimless lives full of procrastination and trashy magazines. Your deadline is Friday, February 10, 2006.
Thanks and good luck!
A green troll pecks at the keyboard with gnarled fingers. Hunched over and safe in anonymity, all kinds of bitterness come pouring forth and flow out through sharp fingernails that are as pointed as the head that controls them. It grunts as it writes cautionary tales and discoveries, and where necessary, getting specific with names and places.
And afterwards, once the publish button is pressed, the troll sits back in its chair, folding hands behind its head and smirks. And once again, it morphs back into the sweet self it shows to the outside world, a pink-cheeked smiling woman. But a little of the blogtroll remains inside, in thoughts that say things like “Will they know it’s me? Will they know what I really meant and intended by writing these thoughts?” The blogtroll knows that it would be dishonest to pull back and erase what has already been written and delete the truest things that sometimes were not said so nicely and tactfully but feel important to say nonetheless.
The blogtroll takes risks that the woman sometimes cringes to think about. For people who know both the blogger and the person, it can be shocking to read what they really think, and the blogger may limit what they reveal in writing because some readers know them as real-life friends, coworkers and family. You said what? to the entire world?
Strange what combinations of Google search terms bring visitors here. Enjoy your stay and please do feed the blogtroll who craves words and interaction. Risk-taking doesn’t pose much of a challenge when the plunge is taken anonymously.