I've been thinking to set up my own blog for a while. It reminds me of my younger age, when I used to keep a diary. I think I started this habit soon after the primary school, although even earlier on I used to write at least one fiction story per year.... sometimes I had great ideas. I remember (I must have been 8 or 9) when I wanted to write a whole book called 'Le Piratesse'. And then...I've never done it. Even at such young age - amazingly enough - I didn't find the time. And this has been the constant problem of all my life, summarised superbly by Pirandello with 'La vita o la si vive o la si scrive'. So I kept writing my own diary nearly daily probably since the age of 15 until during my PhD. At a certain point I realised that I was writing far more pages of personal diary than pages of research output... and gave up for, again, lack of time.
Then, this morning something happened that urged me to start doing this blogging stuff once and for all. It's to do with my boyfriend, who is in France for a conference. Yesterday he gave an invited keynote speech and since I had asked him how it went, this morning he sent me an sms saying to look at his blog if I wanted to know the answer in more detail of what he had already told me. I was flabbergasted. I suddenly realised that communication through this medium has really taken over. Even in the couple's communication! I resolved that I should take action. And set up my own blog. So maybe now, after I will have read his french report, I will make a comment online, and then tell him to read it!
Is this where we are going?
Scaring. Challenging. But - as with all the technology - it is just another tool in our hands. It's up to us to make the most, or otherwise, of it.
Sahara Desert
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