There's something about blogging...

Blogging. It's such a strange word...it makes me think of wierd jelly-like substances for some unknown reason...or maybe a world that one would use to describe or immitate vomit...something that sounds like a icky, brown, slime covered muddy swamp...a very strange word.

Blogging. An art, a sport even, some might say. The act of writing an online journal, ones innermost private thoughts, to be viewed by just about anyone who has access to a phone line and a computer. The act of displaying your Diary to the world.

So what is it about blogging that's make it's so addictive? What attracts one to it so much that one actually bares his mind, his heart, his soul...his innermost being...to a world of strangers? What is it about this new fad that prompts one to reveal himself in a way that even he has not seen?

I am not new to the world of blogging, I have been an audience...reading...watching as loved ones begin to unfurl before me, reveal them selves through a window of words, their blogs a story of their lives, with them as the main character. I have laughed and cried with many unknown faces, read about heartbreaks and rebirth, the dawn of a new day, the darkness of night...but I have never been an author...so this is a new page, a new chapter in the book of my life, a chapter headed...The Seduction Of Blogging...where one strips and bares oneself...to the world...