Pictures and Posts

Nov 7, 2008 at 8:50 PM
I love turning my life into words. It is a new art for me and one that only started when I became a blogger. Sure, I wrote, but not publicly. I prefer the pictures when they are made of a thousand words.

But, many of the people I most love to read the blogs of are closed off from details. I've learned to live in this new, different horizon, in this guarded world of half-friendships with people I truly love but can never know very well.

Maybe you are saving yourselves for your real blog. Maybe you have good reasons, like a stalker, or you have a crazy ex you're hiding from. I don't know, but you have code names for your loved ones. You use psuedonyms and alternates and petnames and knicknames.

It feels like a blacked out secret document released through the Freedom of Information Act on some people's blogs.

"J went to town today with The Boy. They bought tickets to see our fave band on stage when they come here next week."

(Who's J? What boy? What's the fave band? What city?)

I understand why. I really do. But it seems antipathetic to that idea to then be fine with posting photos. Photos are so intensely personal to me.

It's not as though I am a throwback to the days of pygmies refusing to have their photos taken because they thought the camera stole your soul.

I simply recognize that these two distinct media serve different ends. And a blog that won't give details like names but will show me the gap in your teeth and let me into your home, visually -- well, that doesn't make much sense to me.

3 comments

  1. Kat Says:

    I just don't want you to know where I live. I'm afraid that through baring my soul to you on the internet, you might decide to look me up and show up at my doorstep, and then God forbid, you might want to be asked in. You'd probably want me to talk to you. And I... I'm a blogger, you know? I don't talk to real people, in real time.

    "Maybe you are saving yourselves for your real blog."

    I'm still giggling at that.

    I started out using all our real names, then changed it to fake names, then changed it back again, because... well, because I pretty much feel the same way about it as you do.

  2. I don't post my real name or photo for a couple of reasons. Firstly I'm in a position of authority at work, and there are people who might abuse any knowledge of my more vulnerable feelings. I also sometimes write about my relatives in less than flattering terms, and I wouldn't want them to be exposed. If I used my real name I'd have to be polite about everyone all the time. Still, it's frustrating. I'd love to be able to show my face to the world so you could see my eyes and my smile.

  3. desi Says:

    I dig it, Red. Makes sense. And you're one of maybe hundreds like you. I will never give my real last name here, either, and I try not to step on toes. either.