If Narcissus hadn't drowned,
after becoming lost in his own reflection,
would he have turned to blogging?
If you blog, are you spending the hours looking at your own navel?
Do you think I am obsessed with myself?
I imagine for some people this self-obsession theory might be true. But not for me. Well, perhaps a little. If I were to look through my posts I am sure I would find many examples of me talking about myself, or about my thoughts on something other than myself.
I blog from personal experience. I tell those who care to read, about the events of my life, from the mundane to the more interesting. I think it is all about emphasis, and narcissism is something else. We all blog from experience, but, I think, most of us do it within the context of our environment, culture and community. Those who are guilty of narcissism would tend to be oblivious to their community and peers.
I would say bloggers are not narcissistic, no more so than the average person, and we all have tendencies to such behaviours.
I just wanted to get that off my chest.
So, in other news, I am not well. Sam has some deathly illness (man flu), and he has been generous and gregarious enough to share it with me. Lovely!
I feel miserable.
I spent the whole of last night coughing and sneezing. I am exhausted from having to find tissues around the house, in an attempt at mopping up my excess mucus and snot.
The house is so noisy, with us both taking turns to cough, sneeze, sniffle, clear our throats, groan, moan and whine.
Sam has been to the doctor and been given some anti-biotics.
I am trying an alternate plan of action. Following a visit to the chemist, I am now armed with various vitamins, potions and concoctions, including echinacea.
Echinacea is produced from a plant found in Eastern and Northern America. It is thought to have many health related properties, including stimulating a person's immune system to fight off infections. Echinacea is also thought to have an affect on tumours.
I have taken it before, back in Scotland, and it always seemed to work. So fingers crossed. Even if it is the placebo affect at work, I am happy as long as this cold resolves.
I am off for a mug of hot chocolate and a blanket to wrap myself up in. It is a rainy day, here in adelaide, and there is nothing more enjoyable than feeling warm and cosy when it is cold and wet outside.
9 comments:
Must be a bad strain. I have fallen foul too, and I NEVER get colds usually. I feel like shit.....
Hope you all get better soon.....
I'm like that, I can't remember the last time I got a real cold.
Och well, I will try and enjoy it. Ha!
Hope you are better soon too.
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ah, you poor sod, there's nothing so miserable than being struck down with the lurgy - and yeah, batten down the hatches and snuggle under that duvet, it's the least you can do for yourself. Hope you get better soon.
Well yeah, there are some bloggers out there who are total narcissusts (we've all sadly tripped over them, haven't we?), but for the most part, I find the majority are pretty amusing and creative folk, with something worth posting. For my part, it's helped hone my writing skills to actually find an agent willing to give me the time of day, To hell with the blogger bashers, I'm comfy and happy in here, and I happen to have made some solid friendships I wouldb't trade the world for.
Some people (i.e. hardcore feminists) have likened being a stay at home mom to being a glorified prostitute - we pay for the roof over our heads with sex and indentured servitude. Sounds like a bunch of hooey to me. LOL.
I hope you feel better soon! Both of you!
Yes, blogging is for the solipsistic among us. I know many, MANY people who shudder at the very thought of blogging.
After a while you will find yourself appalled at letting your life ooze out into the primordial blogosphere mud and you will stop.
Like most of us, or all of us? you will realize we really don't have that much to add to life except our grumblings and pontifications.
I'm coming up on 4 years. Trust me, it's enough.
Hey Suzy. Yeah, maybe one day.
I am coming up on 2 years. Maybe in another 2 I will feel the same way.
We seem to be passing germs around the internet! I've got it too. Sucks. Feel like poo.
Bloody self obsessed bloggers ... for such self obsession we sure do like to share ....
Get well soon.
Oh Langdowns. It's awful. I hope you feel better too.
I am starting to feel a bit better. Still ache a little. But I can say a whole sentence now without coughing and / or sniffling.
On the road to recovery!
Yes, the theory that a person writes about himself because he is in love with himself is prevalent in life writing theory too. But you're right, it's just a theory. I think it's okay to be self indulgent, as long as you understand that if you become pompous, arrogant or self absorbed, your readership will fail to grow... I don't know about you, but this reminder definitely regulates my ego.
There's another theory that people write about themselves because they think they are important enough to be read. I think both these theories are somewhat true of me, but writing about myself also helps me figure things out. It helps me connect with people who deal with similar things. Plus, I am a writer. That definitely gives me a sense of entitlement. Hahaha.
I hope you feel better soon! Hot chocolate is grand comfort indeed.
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