My favorite author, Glen Hirshberg (pictured left. photo taken from his Facebook page because I hate his “author” photo), has started a blog and I couldn’t be happier about this. After already consuming everything he’s published, I get a thrill every time he posts something new because, to me, even reading a single Hirshberg-written paragraph is like a starving person getting a morsel of food. Of course I could really go for a nice big steak, but I’ll take a few french fries instead to tide me over until the main course arrives.
Anyway, his newest blog gave me a “happy spurt” for several reasons — The first was because it was perfect timing, I’d been having a rough day and very few things help me forget about life’s problems more than reading something of his. (I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read The Snowman’s Children to get my mind off of something. Not to mention the fact that I happened to be reading American Morons when Aaron was attacked by a shark. That got me through some harrowing hospital times.) The second was because he mentions ME in the blog, first, before the rest of the huge list of people who support him. (I’m wondering if the list was written in order of annoyance.) And the third was because he blogged about blogging, and for some reason, I love when people do that. It’s so Postmodern.
Hirshberg writes, “Why blog? Why, especially, about something so grueling, nonsensical, and potentially even humiliating as trying to sell a book you somehow decided was worth 14 years of your life?” Or, in my case, why blog especially when it’s about something so uneventful as my life, or the lives of many other people that sat down and started to write a blog? He calls it “chattering into the void” which is a really apt way of describing things like blogging and Twittering. And it’s both what I love and hate about doing both of those things.
I hate void-chattering because it feels exactly like that, mindless and pointless chattering into the ether. There’s no instant response, unlike a conversation. But I love it because, if I’m lucky, I can get several responses, sometimes from people I didn’t even know read anything that I write! Or like the reason Glen gave in his blog, “Well, when’s the last time you were likened to a bighorn sheep, for starters?” Turns out one of his readers creatively and apparently quite accurately compared him to a bighorn sheep in a comment on another one of his blogs.
Blogging can be lame mindless and un-inspirational chatter, but it can also be a means of connectivity, of idea exchange and a revealer of surprising facts about you and the world that surrounds us.
So blog-on Glen. And as much as I may inspire you, you’ve also inspired me (and many others) more than you will ever believe with all your void-filling “chatter.”