I’ve been watching random personal vlogs again. The ones where people just post a video every day, whether they have something worthwhile to talk about or not. I look at the massive number of viewers some of these people have, and it astounds me. Most of these vlogs are boring. I’m thinking to myself, my blog is just as boring as this nonsense, why can’t I draw this many followers? Then I remember that people no longer read, they only watch videos or maybe listen to podcasts. I could be crafting something that’s staggeringly brilliant in this space, and no one would notice.
Seriously, though, watching these vlogs has made me less self-conscious about writing this blog every day. In the past I’ve killed the blog periodically because I felt that I needed to be saying something meaningful. Or at least useful. I looked at it as a complete piece of work, the site as a whole rather than individual posts. Everything needed to hold together somehow. There was this need I had to stick to some coherent theme. To just write as if I was keeping a journal, as if no one was reading, wasn’t something that I could get my head around.
What I do grasp is that looking at a person while they’re speaking does create a resonance that you don’t get from reading their words. Listening to a person talk about the most mundane things in their lives is like being in the room with a friend. They aren’t friends, of course. That connection is fake. But I get it. We no longer have scripted soap operas that are on in the afternoon. There are weekly shows like Real Housewives and Keeping Up with the Kardashians that scratch the same itch shows like Days of Our Lives and General Hospital used to. Now there are vlogs to give us that fix.