“Is there a ‘blogging-you’ who is different from the real-world you? If so, how are the two ‘yous’ different? How has the ‘blogging-you’ evolved since you first started blogging?”
The blogging-me (Li) is a disembodied self that has a framework of likes, dislikes, beliefs, ways of writing, who chooses topics to write about, has reading preferences, and ways of interacting with others in the blogosphere. Li has probably gotten more cautious with writing topics in the months I’ve been here, but only because getting really gritty takes time and it is important to say something deep in the right way, and the time element has been lacking. How’s that for a copout? Li is skating in both worlds of blogging right now, partially in the socializing, having fun world but also pushing to do more challenging writing pieces. First coming into blogging it felt like a solitary endeavor, but as the connections in the blogging community develop, the pleasure of connecting with others, learning from them, sharing with them has shown me there is a lot more to it. At the same time, I’m immensely encouraged to see so many people who have published multiple books and I see that the blogger Li has been limiting herself and her ability to write in more challenging (i.e. book-length writing) ways. Another big evolving as a blogger has been the increased poetry writing!
The real-world me (Lisa) is the real live person behind the writer/blogger Li. Everything I write comes from who I am, so in that sense we are the same. They are just words on a screen though and a cardboard representation of the real live person. The physical manifestation of a person isn’t just fluff! As Clarissa Pinkola-Estes says:
“The idea in our culture of body solely as sculpture is wrong. Body is not marble. That is not its purpose. Its purpose is to protect, contain, support and fire the spirit and soul within it, to be a repository for memory, to fill us with feeling – that is the supreme psychic nourishment. It is to lift us and propel us, to fill us with feeling to prove that we exist, that we are here, to give us grounding, heft, weight. It is wrong to think of it as a place we leave in order to soar to the spirit. The body is the launcher of those experiences. Without body there would be no sensations of crossing thresholds, there would be no sense of lifting, no sense of height, weightlessness. All that comes from the body. The body is the rocket launcher. In its nose capsule, the soul looks out the window into the mysterious starry night and is dazzled.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés
It’s a situation where blogger Li is the publication of the reports of what the foot soldier, Lisa, reporter on the ground, out there living, experiences and compiles in a written format.