So apparently by the time I started up, everyone else was winding down. I'm referring to blogging, of course, and how it's supposed to be passe and everything. BUT. I hope blogs don't disappear. I hope bloggers don't stop blogging--especially bloggers who are telling real stories about real life. I think at some level, personal narrative has always been my favorite form--both as a reader and a writer. And what else is blogging except exercises in the personal essay?
Last week I read a piece written by my friend Megan who keeps a blog, chronicling her life with four boys--two of whom are special needs. Her writing is always entertaining--Megan is as wry as she is observant. But this particular post sent my heart into my throat.
Do not stop blogging, people.