Question: What do you do when you leave your blog for a while '? Answer: We think, reflect, they look for new roads.
Yet, in the meantime, the world of web then you die. You die as writers, as bloggers. It is forgotten, in fact.
thinking I'm going to write to the hundreds of abandoned blog I've seen so far. Think
am exaggerating? Think not so much?
Then try to remember how many times, starting looking for information from Google, you came across a post written many years ago because they were using as a credible or reliable source, placed between the virtual pages of a blog starved to death slowly.
I never believed in a real power of blogs. Some blog has become popular to unparalleled levels (I can think of to Beppe Grillo, is discounted), but most of the blog is a tiny piece of a puzzle infinitely large.
A post is like writing on the wall of a great city: if someone passes by, read what it says, or nothing to do. And in any case, even those who will go there and read it, then forget.
Pessimism? I think not. Open a blog means to try to get noticed, look for an audience that may not have collected their thoughts in a folder on your desktop.
never write only for themselves. It always sucks to be read and leave a little anonymity. Just a small circle of friends to feel gratified.
With blogs you can save ink, can be corrected more easily, you can delete, you can add, you can even autocommentare.
long as there is permission, you can also speak evil of this or that public figure, you can imagine writing for a major newspaper and hope to be read even more of the great commentators contend that the host on TV.
What we sometimes forget is that you can also choose to remain silent.
But the machine does not admit this Web 2.0.
Being there, being there, being there. This is the imperative.
If you do not exist on-line you are dead.
In fact, if you do not write for a while ', you risk being forgotten.
is the difficulty of finding its way with a blog.
And that's why I do not care how many I read, or are a stickler for statistics.
I write when I want, if I want. And if I do not write here - let this be known - also write, I write for myself, I write for a few, I write about my things, I write on paper towels, crumpled on the pages of squadernino I always carry in your bag.
The best thoughts are always those that come when you do not have a computer at hand. Are no stories, no speeches made, are piecemeal. The important thing is to fix somewhere, their time will come.
Why waste them? Not now, not on a post ...
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