So, this is my first post. On a new blog. On another website.
I remember setting up my first website. Every single hit was exciting. I got nearly one a day! Back in those days of 26Kbps modems, I wasn’t even aware of bots and (perhaps wrongly) assumed that every hit was a real person, somewhere in the world, reading my words. Frankly, we need to take a step back sometimes. In these days when 1k hits/day isn’t much, we need to remember that those numbers could be individual, real people, enjoying our words, our creations!
Nearly a decade later, I discovered Newgrounds. I submitted an animation – ‘Farming Fungus’. On Newgrounds, a game or animation needs a few hundred folk to vote on it before it even passes judgement! That was pretty exciting! And I got a few reviews – folk actually responding to my animation and letting me know their thoughts!
It’s great to have the comments and 2-way communication. Ultimately, that’s the hope behind anything we upload – that it’ll engage others enough to respond.
This isn’t my first blog. I started one all about videogames, then another on boardgamegeek.com. Those first entries were exciting forays into a new world. Would people stumble upon these words? Would I get any comments? Or would I be shouting into the wind?
Ultimately, those blogs only allowed me to write about one topic. And sometimes, shouting into the wind is enough. Sometimes, the mere act of writing things down is enough. Catharsis. Solidifying thoughts. Practising the skill of writing. Getting into the habit of making something imperfect and ‘releasing’ it into the world, for folk to see, with all the blemishes that exist on its surface.
There are many reasons to write. If I want comments, I’ll go elsewhere. If I want a response or validation or confirmation of my existence, there are friends or groups I can speak to or show things to ‘in real life’.
So here, I write whatever I want. As an exercise.
This is for me.
This is me.