Expat bloggers: self indulgent or service-oriented people?
It has come to my attention recently that some folks see writing as an act of self-indulgence. I am feeding myself chocolate. Yes. I am now rubbing the chocolate all over my body and it is melting because of my body heat. Yes. I am recording myself and uploading the video on yu-be-tubing. Oh, yes.
I see writing as a service. I am servicing the community by writing down my thoughts and feelings because if I wasn’t writing then I’d probably be gratuitously talking or doing something equally destructive to express myself.
So by the time it reaches my blogs, my writing has been cut down and reshaped into easy bite sized, pre-chewed pieces of delicious goodness. See?
I blog to share. And not because I think I am the Holy Grail of writers (thirsty?) but because I enjoy writing. When you enjoy doing something you inevitably share it. I think. And the relevant feedback I have gotten lets me know I’m on the right footpath. I mean isn’t that what the internet is for? connecting to others?
Now, I know some expat bloggers (not personally, but I’ve like heard about them) who try to connect just for the sake of having a big readership so they can look good to the other peacocks in the parade of bloggers. Supposedly they go out and have oriental experiences so they have something to write about. I jokenly told my friend, maybe they decide to have a baby so they can blog about it.
I don’t know. Eventually though I think people can sniff out inauthenticity. What’s interesting to me is bloggers have become such a sub-culture that we can now poke finger lickin’ fun at them. I mean, I just described a caricature or a cliché. Spineless bloggers are today’s used cars salesmen.
Although to quit that “good” job and travel the world and blog about it is also creating a generation of self-educators. At least I hope that is what they are doing. Children and all, travel bloggers/expat bloggers are becoming more and more commonplace.
So I’m not sure who is worse: the blogger whose personal diary is so bad it is like taking a bath in perfume or the blogger who just wants your paypal account. And yes, I do see the irony in saying my writing is a service. Because that sounds self-indulgent.
But. I think writing is a search for clarity and understanding. Sure sometimes it is pure entertainment and good writing is all of these things. Not that I’m saying my writing is good or anything (*cough, cough*). If blogging is a service-oriented past time/full time job then what are you providing? What are you giving?
Me? Self-imposed restraint.