From a Newbie Blogger

Hello to whomever might be bored/curious/daring/silly/human/whatever enough to be reading this... First, I would like to thank Dani for providing this opportunity for practice for those of us not all that techno savvy. This is my second blog entry, the first being Eric's a few days ago. I found myself wondering the other day what pre-twenty-first century writers would make of blogs. Imagine if Virginia Woolf could get up each day, go to her computer and share her thoughts with an unknown audience. Would that have made her more or less anxious? How about Mr. Hemingway? Ms. Plath? Sexton? Would these suicides have been prevented by blogs? And how would reading the blogs of others have affected them? Again, an unknown... obviously, the opportunity to write publicly, and even anonymously, might have been a blessing or a curse. Certainly, knowing your experience is so un-unique knocks the wind out of the drama. But then, without the drama, what are they left with? The mundanity of their own selves, the prosaic, common phenomenon of being human: both calming, and maddening. Alas, we can only surmise. Perhaps a statistically inclined psychologist of the next century will be able to answer.