A Curious Girl: Blogging, why?

My Grandma asked me, a while ago, "Do you still write in your online diary?"
"Yes"
"Why?" she asked incredulously.

Curious question (aren't all questions? Or perhaps not the rhetorical ones?).

So I thought about it. It's interesting that I keep an online diary when keeping paper diaries was always beyond me... Actually I do keep notebooks, but it sounds pretentious to call a book of doodles a "diary" or even a "journal", so...

I blog because I can say anything I like in a blog. Granted, I do have to deal with the fact that my parents, my friends and complete strangers read it, and of course the always present danger that someone I know might find it via a Google search, but thankfully I can't think of anyone that I really wouldn't like to read it. And it does mean I can have a place to put any opinion I feel the need to express, or say things that are too hard to say out loud.

I blog because it's nice having a place on the internet that's mine, where I can offer the online equivalent of a cup of tea and a chat, where other bloggers can find me. Seems rude to read about other people but offer nothing back.

I blog because I am a writer, and though I love to write stories and things, it's nice to have a place for first drafts, streams of consciousness, general thoughts, and get to warm up my writer muscles without having to tax my brain too much.

I blog because it's good to get feedback. It's always nice to know that someone read something I wrote and found it interesting enough to comment.

I blog because it's fun. I love to blog. I blog, therefore I am.

Random word for today: intercalation

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