There are those who believe that blogging is largely narcissistic. Cathartic, yes, but narcissistic just the same. And who, above all, are supposed to refrain from this self-interested pastime? Journalists.
So I guess that makes me a hypocrite.
My resolve to remain “above” the blogging frenzy in order to maintain my credibility as a journalist has crumbled at the feet of an all-too-classic temptation: everybody’s doing it. Journalists are blogging and bloggers have become journalists.
So after an eight-year hiatus from the bimonthly social commentary e-zine I wrote and edited for three years — yes, that’s what they used to call them before someone coined the term “blog” — I’m back.
So what sets this present blog apart from the rest of the blogosphere?
Oh, I suppose I could mention the communications degree with emphasis in journalism. Or the fact that I have been published in newspapers and magazines.
But let’s be perfectly honest: Unless somebody gives me an “in” at the New York Times, TIME Magazine or the like, you won’t find my name on newsstands anytime soon.
That’s right, folks. As media celebrities go, you’re dealing with small potatoes. Still, if you give this up-and-comer a chance, I believe you will find a compelling voice and an even bigger heart — one that I will strive to elevate above the blogosphere norm.
Some bloggers use their bandwidth to to share anecdotes about their lives — the kind that one formerly addressed to “Dear Diary” and hid beneath the mattress.
That’s not why I’m here.
I’d like to believe I have a knack for finding nuggets of wisdom in life, faith, politics and media. So if I do this blog due diligence over the coming months and years, I hope you will come to agree.
Perhaps blogging doesn’t have to be inherently narcissistic after all.
I’ll let you be the judge of that.