One strange thing (not that strange maybe in the great expanse of the world, but still) about this blogosphere is the connection or lack of between people. Are fellow bloggers, specifically your commenters, your friends? Do you need to see someone in person to be her friend? Do the people you have coffee with know you any better than the people who can’t even be sure what you look like or how old you are?
I recently came across a compelling blog. I liked the writer’s voice and style. I left a few comments and she replied. I wouldn’t say we were friends, but I liked her and checked her blog every day. One day she seemed to become unsure of herself, unsure about what she had blogged about, regretting her posts and honesty. Well, I can hardly claim to know if she was unsure or if it was something else. It isn’t like I’d know her if I saw her on the street, but all the same, I felt sad that began deleting posts and suggesting she’d stop blogging.
Of course, this is her choice and she’s free to stop blogging for whatever reason she chooses–she’s doubtful or the moon is full Whatever. But when I went to her blog today, it was closed–invitation only. And I wasn’t invited. Strange that feeling of disconnection. This woman is a stranger to me, and yet I was disappointed she’d closed her blog, and yes, slightly more disappointed I wasn’t invited in. Silly the last part, but what about the first? How connected are any of us in cyberspace?
Age may influence opinions on this. Young people who came of age with the internet may not find it strange at all, but those of us who remember TRS-80s may see things differently. But anyway…in this age of career changes and relocations and blended families, how connected are we to our friends who meet us at the coffee shop and our readers who visit our blogs?
Well, better bloggers than me have posed these questions, but hey, if you close your blog down, please still invite me in.