It took me some time to think over what I actually think and feel about writing a blog. I know that many people (and amongst them also me) laugh at the idea of having a blog. The apparent paradox is that people often write in their blogs very personal things and do not mind that total strangers can see, read and comment on them, but equally often they would not let their real-life closest friends know that they have a blog (and/or share with them those personal things).
However, I also realized that there are many positive aspects of writing a blog, as writing it makes us reflect on the things that just happened in our lives and analyze them. And by default a self-analysis is a good thing. (And might save us a huge bill from a psychologist/psychoanalyst in the future).
As you know I decided to write a blog as means of updating people who are important to me on the things happening in the SF-chapter of my life. But this initial assumption that the idea behind my blog is to update friends on the proceedings of my life was actually the major hindrance for me to write something for the last two weeks. First, the audience is too wide and diverse (and too undefined), and during my short journalist’s career I learnt that if you want to write well and meaningfully, you have to know to whom you are writing. Second, if all the posts will serve only the purpose of updating others, it will be simply boring, both to you and me.
So I decided to skip the original idea and just start writing to muses and myself, about everything and nothing, and definitely very personal (at least from time to time) as I am not ashamed of anything that I do, think or feel. That means that it might happen that one day you will read here something about yourself that you might not like, or something about me that you would rather not know. In the light of that I would especially like to ask A. and B. to let me know if there are such events from our past that you would not like to have on a public display.