When I first moved back to England after my adventures in Scotland I kept a blog. It was a place to write about new experiences: living in Lincoln, becoming a full-time academic, travelling around. But then social media rather took over. I set up Twitter after a student incredulously asked me what I did with my summer holidays(!); I realised I needed a way to connect with people, to give a sense of my work projects. It felt like Twitter was that platform and, for a while, it was. Yet I never felt at home with the transitory, impulsive nature of social media despite the fact that I have made great friends through Twitter. I shied away from joining Facebook and Instagram, though I was tempted by both. Gradually blogging felt like an indulgence, like letter writing.
Yet, during the past few months when life has changed so dramatically, blogging has suddenly become attractive again. And so, I've decided, to (maybe) start a blog (in a non-committal, laissez-faire sort of way). As I was considering whether to carve out a new bit of the online universe, I read this article by Tina Roth Eisenberg and this article by Cal Newport. Blogs are, perhaps, where it's at right now.
So, I might give it a go...
Yet, during the past few months when life has changed so dramatically, blogging has suddenly become attractive again. And so, I've decided, to (maybe) start a blog (in a non-committal, laissez-faire sort of way). As I was considering whether to carve out a new bit of the online universe, I read this article by Tina Roth Eisenberg and this article by Cal Newport. Blogs are, perhaps, where it's at right now.
So, I might give it a go...