Have you ever asked yourself, 'Why do I blog?', or, if you've been at the 'ol blogging lark for a while now, 'Why do I still blog?' Your early posts may have been little more than virtual journal entries, but those of us who blog publicly clearly have a desire to connect in some way. And slowly but surely connect we do, until instead of one reader we have fifty, or five hundred, or five thousand, and ever more people join the open conversations that our blog posts begin. They comment, post links, write posts inspired by our posts - Moira, this one's down to you! - and together we go global. To be part of a world wide community of engaged and engaging bloggers who are wise, witty, and willing to share their best ideas ... that's why I still blog.
knitsofacto readers who've been popping by for a while might remember that I'm kinda' excited by the notion of liquid networks, those 'spaces of creativity' where ideas meet and mate and procreate. Sure, in our little corner of blogtopia these ideas probably have more to do with the best way to make yoghurt* than to achieve world peace, but that's not really the point. It's the free exchange for collective benefit that matters.
Of course sometimes what we exchange is not a good idea but our good will. We congratulate and commiserate and comfort and encourage, and send each other virtual hugs and impromptu parcels and, on occasion, blog awards.
Contentious things, blog awards, not welcomed by some. Validation arriving hand in hand with obligation. The obligation to post a response that might require you to dance to another's tune, and the obligation to pass the obligation on. Karen, who recently declared me to be a Versatile Blogger - thank you my lovely, truly - very thoughtfully decreed that the awardee could choose whether to 'take up the baton or just glow in the praise'. I think I might do both.
Ladies I'd like to pass to you that Versatile Blogger Award baton, to do with as you will. Bin it, merely bask in the glory for a while and move on, or bestow it upon others you believe to be worthy, the choice is entirely yours.
Annie at Artistica Domestica
Colleen at Rus in Urbis
Mrs Thrifty Household at Thrifty Household
Stephanie at Millefeuilles
Sue at Mr. Micawber's Recipe For Happiness
And just as I - thanks again to Karen - am not obliged to divulge some previously undisclosed personal quirks as a condition of accepting my award, nor are you. Just know that I value what you do.
Later. I thought I'd leave it there but I find I'm oddly tempted by the prospect of sharing a few of my eccentricities, aka the things I do that embarrass my children. I collect the skulls of small song birds, can and do perfectly mimic Ivor the Engine, and I play the bongos, badly. Oh, and don't mention the knitting in public!
* Please don't suppose that the marvellous Mise posts only about yoghurt!