'It is really strange, what you do. I don't know why you'd want to do it.'
'How can I explain it to you? Until you do it yourself, I can see that it looks strange. But in maybe five years, it will seem no stranger than having an email account. Maybe sooner.'
I can't explain the appeal. Sometimes it seems normal and other times I wonder what I'm doing and whether to stop. What is strange to me is the amorphous nature of this. People drop in, they drop out.They invent personas and pseudonyms and icons. You picture them just through the words they write. You feel like you know someone and they disappear and you have no idea why, and new people arrive and take their place...
I'm celebrating, because through the miracle of Technorati I found someone who linked to me who writes so beautifully, who (I think) might be someone from my links who had gone very quiet... I can't be sure though, because the old blog was a fictional character, and the new blog is anonymous, and slightly different in style - all I've got to go on is literary guess-work. So here I am being enchanted by the anonymous work of a mystery person who exists out there somewhere in the real world - it really needs a Paul Auster to do it justice.
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Annie,
What a spooky coincidence. I've just started reading Paul Auster's The New York Trilogy. Not read anything by him before and am only on page two so hope it's good.
And as for a little mystery, well, in blog world or the real world a little mystery goes a long way. The intrigue, the uncertainty, the interest. In fact, to paraphrase Homer, "Hmmmm, intrigue..." Psshhhht! (that last bit is the noise made when cracking a tin of Duff Beer).
Dan, I really liked New York Trilogy (though it was a long time ago & can't really remember it.) I especially liked one called Moon Palace, about a man who becomes destitute and ends up living in Central Park, who is eventually rescued by a beautiful Chinese girl.
Mmmmm, mysteries, (as Homer might say.)I think there is less mystery in the real world - blog world can seem real, then things all shift and change and you remember how very different it is from the real world. It's fascinating that so much of it is spun out of nothing but writing and reading words...
Ah Annie, but what words! What words. I love blogs and blogging because of the sheer variety. I used to think it was a form of pen friending but I think it's more sophisticated than that. I now think of it as a form of electronic message in a bottle that the blogger writes then casts out into the blog ether to be read or not as the case may be.
If it were Paul Auster, one of the mystery bloggers would be called Slaminsky, but wouldn't be you. Or would she?
Me too Dan.
Tim, or he? (Or maybe even they...?)
It also reminds me of 'A Scanner Darkly' in which the agents wear 'scramble suits' that constantly shift identities, so no one knows who they are underneath.
The Slaminsky Dectective agency keep ringing me up.
Yes, Auster is great, so all you have to do is write him and ask if he'd like to take this little tale and run with it.
Easy peasy.
Billy, I'm sure it's a case of mistaken identity... Just don't accept any cases involving good-looking dames on the run...
Good idea Timbo - now what's his email address again?
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