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Do you ever wonder if any blogs you read are being made up entirely, instead of just a possibly fictionalised real life?
And do you ever want to do that yourself?
Do you ever wonder if any blogs you read are being made up entirely, instead of just a possibly fictionalised real life?
And do you ever want to do that yourself?
December 1st, 2005 at 6:42 pm
Living my life is work enough. Blogging occasionally about it is cathartic. Blogging a fictious life? That’s way too much work.
That’s not to say I don’t write and post fiction online. But not at my blog!
December 1st, 2005 at 7:03 pm
You mean these things are supposed to be true?!?!
December 1st, 2005 at 7:58 pm
Not really–truth is stranger than fiction, right? Besides, you know who I am IRL, so I’m certainly not lying :)
December 1st, 2005 at 8:38 pm
Clearly I’m reading the wrong blogs, because I never wonder that.
I have considered doing that, though. The main problem would be with commenting - unless you’re willing to take the extra steps to mask your stats you’d have to make sure not to comment in the same place as different people (or one person, one character) from the same computer.
December 1st, 2005 at 9:42 pm
I don’t really want to blog an entire fictional life. I do occasionally have the urge to make up stories, change around things, but as myself. In the end I too am too lazy, but . . . knowing who you are, Ianqui, doesn’t prevent you from making things up about other things.
I think this is almost like wanting to see who I would be in weird, alternate situations. Maybe. Hard to say.
Everything I write is true, or true enough.
December 2nd, 2005 at 12:08 pm
The problem about making things up is that you have to remember what you’ve made up. My memory isn’t good enough to remember if I’ve told people my real stories, let alone to try to remember what was supposed to happen if I were to make up stories.
December 2nd, 2005 at 12:09 pm
And the phrase “true enough” is a good one for blogging. We share as much as we want/can but often can’t or don’t want to share the whole thing.
December 2nd, 2005 at 2:07 pm
I meant: imagine I am in fiction, but with me. Like a choose your own adventure. I am clearly not getting across what I meant.
By true enough: one, I fictionalise things, when necessary, and two, I am not at all objective about myself and my life.
December 19th, 2005 at 2:22 pm
http://images.ucomics.com/comics/ch/1994/ch941219.gif
Go look at that Calvin & Hobbes comic strip and then come back and read the rest of this comment …
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THAT’S what your blog needs! A flamethrower! It would make for interesting reading. Somebody is rude on an elevator? WHOOOOOSH! Somebody mispronounces Montreal? WHOOOOOOOSH! You would still be you, only you with a flamethrower!