I want to talk about the blog-o-sphere for one hot sec. Can we just all truthfully admit for one fucking second what we are really doing on the Google-nets?
It cracks me up when people pretend like they aren’t trying to make a name for themselves with their blog….
You have a fucking blog. You’re either…
A. Pregnant…and want to force all of society to be happy for your “blessing from God”…(we’re not, by the way).
B. Just recently watched “Julie and Julia” and thought, “Who doesn’t want another recipe blog…that could potentially land me a book deal? “
Or C. You are trying to get a fucking book deal…with your thought provoking, fucking thoughts (which aren’t, by the way).
Side note: I’m fucking drunk as I write this…so I apologize for all the typos/grammar mistakes/racial slurs.
Any who…I ’m not even going to pretend like I don’t fall into the latter. Of course, I’m trying to get a fucking book deal.
I want to write for a living…who doesn’t?! You make your own hours…you can drink constantly…and people are forced to take your opinion “seriously” because your opinions obviously must have some merit since you are paid a salary to write about them.
And let’s not forget about the narcissism. If you have a blog…you are one narcissistic son of a bitch. Don’t even pretend like you’re not.
My ego is fucking huge…and all this blog does (especially recently) is perpetuating that situation.
I think I’m hilarious. No scratch that…I know I am hilarious. Why? Because I have a fucking blog.
It’s just like taking a creative writing class in college…you know you are a good writer…you just want to force 20+ people to be jealous of your “written gift.”
However, the blog-o-sphere leaves you in a very weird existence…seeing as there are a 1,000,000,000+ blogs on the internets as I type this sentence.
What makes you special? What makes me special? Nothing… unless you are me. Then you are fucking awesome.
And welcome to the never-ending narcissistic cycle of being a blog writer. Not like you didn’t already know this truth…just thought I’d make you (and myself) feel a little worse.
Happy blogging.
I'm glad you touched on the narcisstic point because honest truth - to put your life on the Internet, flaws and all, your point still stands.
ReplyDeleteLove this!!!!! Or should I say Fucking love this!!!
ReplyDeleteHilarious. I write a blog just so I can look back and remind myself how funny, smart, cool, awesome, etc, etc. I am. And it works. Bad day? Just look at that one comment when someone said I was pretty and VOILA, no more bad day.
ReplyDeleteWho needs vodka when you have comments from strangers to make you forget how shitty your life is?
Just kidding. I still need vodka.
I have a bigger ego than just about anyone around. However, I don't really want a book deal, can't cook to save my life, and I KNOW I'm not pregnant.
ReplyDeleteI write the same way I drink: Alone and because I'm addicted. I have 20 years' worth of the same kind of shit I write in my blog hidden away in unread notebooks in a foot locker to prove it.
Of course, give me a couple glasses of wine and I can tell you how I COULD have a book deal if I wanted a book deal but I don't want one anyway, so THERE!
Hey. That made me remember how much I need a glass of wine.
Of course we all write because we think we're awesome and we believe everyone else should think so too. It's a prerequisite to having a blog!
ReplyDeleteI blog to connect with people like me and see outlooks of people that are not like me.
ReplyDeleteBloggers are highly narcissistic, that is obvious. We must be for thinking anyone cares about what the fuck we have to say.
ReplyDeletePersonally, I do not expect to make it from my blog ( I would pay more attention to it if I did), it would be nice if I could though. I want to be a writer, always have and I started my blog because it gives me an outlet to play around with styles and to get creative juices flowing when I am feeling stumped.
Isn't it great how Fucking Awesome we all are? Especially me of course ;)
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