Writing For Multimedia And The Web - Reflection Week 3

We are now in the third week of the course. This weeks' class, we were taught on how to blog.

Ms Amreet explained about all the different blogging websites available for free. There were many but the ones she explained in particular were blogger and wordpress. Each had their advantages and disadvantages, and it depends on personal preference on which is better. Then she explained on the actual act of blogging. Apparently, it is important to share our thoughts with the world. Of course that wasn't the only purpose of blogging but that is the main reason to blog. Self expression, sharing Information, an outlet for our creativity.

She then later asked us to create and maintain a blog of our own, as an assignment for the course. I could see some people were already pretty lax about this, seeing that they already have their own blogs and update them regularly. I was not sold of the idea at first. I don't find any reason to share what I think with other people, particularly due to the notion that I don't really think they would care about what I have to say. I guess what I'm trying to say that I was comfortable keeping my own thoughts to myself.

In a way, I believed that there should always be a barrier of formality to divide the person we are in front of other people and the person we are to ourselves. Saying that kind of reminds me to the poem Mending Wall by Robert Frost. In this case, I'm the neighbor who's eager to mend the walls that separates my land from the persona of the poem. We shouldn't share everything about ourselves with other people, I believed, because then it will render us vulnerable. A good relationship can be forged the less things that you know about a person. "Good fences makes good neighbors" I suppose.

Of course, due to the assignment, I had to open myself up and take a chance at writing a blog. And you know what? I'm kind of liking it. It is not at all entirely as bad as I thought it would be. I'm in control of what I write and I'm control of what I share, and there is a sweet sense of release in pouring my thoughts in an outlet, rather than just letting it wallow in the empty halls of my mind. Who knew I had it in me?