It's overwhelmingly full of information and opinions and and clip art and messages and online communities and advertisers and statistics and journals and news and sources for more news and people who want your money and debates and educational things and...stuff.
And then there are the blogs.
I enjoy reading through the blogs. I love following them from one to another to another and finding myself completely different from where I started. It's a reader's delight.
And a reader's nightmare! What to read? For how long? What will you give your time and attention to? How many "clicks" before you leave a blog? What is this writer trying to say? What are they trying not to say? Are they entertaining? Educating? Supportive? Lame? Is the blog easy to navigate? Is it pretty? Does it contain wisdom? Does it make you feel empowered? Does it lose you? I have read dozens of posts on some blogs and no more than a few words on other blogs. Something get me. Some blogs are wonderful places.
It seems like some blogs have a life all of their own. They reach far and wide...
I love it, really love it, that moment when I hit on a blog that seems to speak to me. Somehow. I love it when something just "clicks" and I feel as though this person and I would totally be friends IRL and, somehow, that doesn't seem freaky or stalker-ish at all. It seems bloggish, in a good way.
And now you are here! Reading this blog. Why? How did you get here? What are you looking for? What interests you about blogs??? Just curious. I enjoy keeping my blog. It's IRL me, only not.
I'm glad you are here...really! Welcome!