We’re all the same, us bloggers. One day we ask ourselves : “WHY do I blog?”
You can read this article about it : Why do you blog?.
…my theory was that you blog because you want to be loved…
But tonight I think about Proust and La Recherche.
In his long suite of books (“In search of the lost time”), the narrator, little by little, realizes that he has to remember, that memory in important, that he has to WRITE… the book we just read.
Clever loop, right?
I’d like to add this paragraph from Wikipedia :
Gilles Deleuze believed that the focus of Proust was not memory and the past but the narrator’s learning the use of “signs” to understand and communicate ultimate reality, thereby becoming an artist. While Proust was bitterly aware of the experience of loss and exclusion—loss of loved ones, loss of affection, friendship and innocent joy, which are dramatized in the novel through recurrent jealousy, betrayal and the death of loved ones—his response to this was that the work of art can recapture the lost and thus save it from destruction, at least in our minds.
(I bolded the bolded…)
Let’s get to my point : Bloggers are Proustians.
If you consistently write and publish, it’s to be loved (that’s OK, dear), but also maybe to… remember.
To remember what? What you’ve been thinking at? What you ARE? Who you’re becoming? To remember that you like to share?
What?? You would blog because… you blog? Just because you feel you have to?
Nope. Maybe you blog to understand WHY you want to blog…
Clever loop. Proustian. QED.
Thanks for reading!