Getting back into blogging in 2024 is weird. In the early 00’s I was a very consistent blogger and had quite a few regular readers that would comment on my post and I would comment on their posts. It seemed more natural and impersonal. I fully admit that I haven’t read a blog in at least a couple of years and the last time I went through my old bookmarks folder the majority of the blogs I used to frequent are long since gone.
I picked out a bunch of tags in the WordPress reader thing, 15 or 20, and all the results I got back are trying to sell me something. I don’t begrudge people trying to carve out a living but the ones I checked out just felt … sterile. Some of the were likely AI generated which is sad to me.
Opening up on the internet is hard, I get it. There’s a lot of assholes and bad people around now. I’m not even sure I’ll be able to write like want to because of the fear of bad actors trying to take advantage. I want to write but I don’t want to sell anything or use AI to generate these posts. This blog is such a tiny speck in the enormous ocean that is the internet but I want it to be mine. Maybe an audience will find me, maybe not. I like the idea of building a community around story telling and just being there to help others and maybe get a helping hand for myself.
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