Comments on: A snapshot frozen in time

By: scaresome

scaresome — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 15:47:00 +0000

I think that blogging (and writing in general) is a lot like teaching. They say that if you really want to know something; teach it. The constant re-examination of one’s place of departure and arrival in a work means that to progress we must always attempt to come from an honest place. This honesty keeps us from being posers in our craft. It is my belief that our continual working at the craft means that we hope to, at rare times, transcend the technique of craft and make art.

Keep up the good work.

By: Tal

Tal — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 08:19:34 +0000

You start out saying that when you want to see how you’ve evolved, you go revisit things you did in the past (whether it’s reading or writing) – that implies that the writing is the product and the reason it seems “bad” is that you’ve evolved. The writing then was caused by your “state” at that time. So it’s not the writing that affects your mental state, it’s the other way around. As such, I don’t think the medium (or the frequency) have such a big effect on whether or not you’ve “advanced”. Obviously they do to some extent, but everything in life does.

I would say the only big difference is that when looking back at blog posts that were written daily in relatively short periods of time, changes would be less noticeable than when looking at a stories that took a long time to write and were written a while apart.

By: Adonik

Adonik — Sat, 05 Sep 2009 18:54:44 +0000

This is why I like using Livejournal. It’s not as public so I tend to write more personal things in it which becomes even more of a tool to track your own growth/failures as a person.

By: Rob

Rob — Sat, 05 Sep 2009 03:46:55 +0000

I think that practice helps, and everyone has their own voice. Perhaps doing the blog makes you help appreciate life more, idk. I’ve been blogging wow off and on for two years, and i’m pretty sure nobody reads my blog. And that’s okay, i don’t really care. I do like going back and reading ‘oh okay 3 weeks ago i was 70 on this toon now i’m 80, cool!’, etc. Maybe the best thing is to take a break from the blog. It’s kinda amazing that you are still blogging after all this time, after so many big names have folded up camp. I’m surprised i’m still playing to be honest (now more than ever).

But yeah i guess if i had any advice, change your writing/blog style a bit? post more short things (like several sentences) and less huge rambling things. But you know, its your damn blog, do what makes you happy.

By: Puttan

Puttan — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 19:35:10 +0000

I think one grows, by writing, atleast, the mind grows. I've always been writing stuff, more recently started blogging. Because of the simple fact of doing something creative so that other creative ideas spin of from that. I think it's important for oneself to do something like that just to keep challenging yourself at an intellectual level. Seeing as you've kept on blogging for so long I think is a good indication of yourself growing, because otherwise what would be the point in doing it? Because if you didn't grow, at some point you would've hit a stonewall. .-= Puttan´s last blog ..What to do for the weekend? 090904 =-.

By: What's my main Again?

What's my main Again? — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 19:22:31 +0000

I’m not a strong writer. English was always my worst subject in school. I suppose in part I’m hoping that writing my own blog would help improve that aspect of my life… but the more pressing reality is that I’m writing so that I have a place of my own. Somewhere that I can vent my frustrations, share my victories and joy’s… and who knows? Hopefully help someone out in the process. I wonder where I will be in 5 years… but I know in 5 years I can look back and see where I was. That to me is a pretty cool.

Your blog was the first I ever started reading a few years back.
.-= What’s my main Again?´s last blog ..Death of A Nub =-.

By: Ratshag

Ratshag — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 18:36:55 +0000

I gots way less spelling and grammar errorfications what I had two years ago. .-= Ratshag´s last blog ..Hurray Beer! =-.

By: Intravax

Intravax — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 17:31:59 +0000

Geez, remind me to never do a faction change to horde…lol

By: Colemang

Colemang — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:53:41 +0000

Separate the blogging from just being an introspective person. Blogging in the manner you do it and have done on this entry is just a public version of the same introspection most people do every day or at varying points in their lives. Whether publicly displaying that introspection changes the process, I don’t know. I don’t blog because I can’t imagine anyone caring what I have to say, at least publicly like that. I would venture to say that the fact you are asking this question says you are making “progress” (or whatever that means to you). The unexamined life, etc…

By: Copey

Copey — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:12:25 +0000

People have a tendency to feel like “I’ve ALWAYS been this way!” because they can’t see the change. My mother used to tell me when I was a kid if something was bothering me or something was on my mind to write a letter about it to myself. And then keep it. Which, back before the interwebs is kind of like blogging in a sense. To this day I still do that. I have (password protected of course!) Word files from the really hard times in my life. The more lighthearted funny things I posted about on my own site. But the deep personal stuff I kept to myself and it felt very good to get it out. Even though I was the only one reading it. I sometimes read those files, just to remember how I was feeling back then, and to see what I learned, or, sometimes to laugh at how I have repeated mistakes again. Writing about something that you just can’t get out of your head is fantastic. Because later when you read it, you can sit and wonder just why it was so important at the time. And a little self reflection is always good for a person. Kind of reminds you where your compass was at the time, and where it is now.

One of the biggest bummers for me is when I used some password that I can’t remember, and my own secrets are hidden, even from me.