Tuesday, 19 November 2013
Seeking the sandman
For the past two hours unable to sleep yet again, I have been reading (awful confession), my old blogs.
Right from the earliest up to date has been quite enlightening.
Sometimes (not often), I write a post and feel pleased with what I've said, and even better, when it gets a good response feel that my self-congratulation is justified.
Reading them all in succession has given me a rather different impression and I can now see all too plainly just how many words have been used over a period of 3 years to say absolutely nothing.
Something my friend and fellow blogger The Vernacular Vicar has said from time to time, is writing for the sake of writing is not good practice.
He is right.
For every 'gem' I think I may have spotted among the almost 400 posts, there are at least 20 or more examples of 'verbal diarrhoea'.
While it has proved possible to spot the odd touch of cynical humour in some of the better written ones, there is a distinct lack of that ingredient in most of the more recent ones.
Thinking about it, has made me realise that lack of humour and of any lightness of touch appears to be a feature of posts written while under the cloud of depression, as also is the long gaps between posts.
Not sure that 2.30 am is the best time to be researching this but it has been quite enlightening to discover patterns among the posts.
While it is true that I never read my posts before publishing them, I've always thought I edited them as I wrote and that nothing I did not want to reveal would ever appear in a post. This I now find is not quite true.
Rather more of my state of mind at the time of writing than i ever intended has been disclosed.
Not sure where I'm going with this, but I think what I'm trying to say is that at least my opinion that I write as a form of therapy is vindicated.
In a life which lacks close friends the blog is as good a way as any of relieving some of the tensions and sharing some of the pleasures of that life.
We all need some outlet for our angst, joys, pains and tribulations. Blogging is mine.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 2:31:00 am