The slow metamorphosis

It has come to my attention over the past few months, thanks to some intrepid readers and personal acquaintances (namely, my friends and wife) that this blog has been making the slow change from “impersonal, wide-audience” blog to “personal journal with very small audience” blog.

I’m torn about this. I honestly didn’t realize I was doing it.

First off, I want this blog to be liked. Not just liked, but revered. I’d like to think that I’m on a good number of people’s “must read site” lists every day. I know already that I am, but most of these people happen to be friends and family, with only a handful of strangers thrown in the mix.

On the other hand, I started this blog with no intention for it to become a huge thing. Instead, I started it to keep my hand in the writing pool by jotting a few paragraphs every day. Eventually, my posts became longer. And longer. And more personal. I blasted onto the South Dakota blogosphere – a small stage, granted – and now here I am trying to cater to a larger audience.

I’ve never shied away from the fact that this is a personal blog – nothing more or less. I don’t write about anything except that which interests me. I like to read, so I write about books. I like sports, so I write about the Indiana Pacers. I like to visit my friends, to spend aimless hours on the Internet in search of funny and ironic things, and to spend time at night thinking about personal worries and achievements. So I write about those things too.

Still, it’s important for me to be read on a more universal, non-personal level in order to have more feedback – more critical thoughts – about my writing (during those not-too-often times anything of note ever gets written.)

So, for those who don’t know me and may be stumbling around this page in search of an oft-desired picture, please forgive me for the ultra-personal nature of this blog. I am what I am (as I think Popeye once said) and I make no apologies for that fact. I like to write, and I like to write about myself, because, ultimately, I’m a very egotistical person that feels he deserves more attention that he’s worth.

And for those who do continuously read, regardless of the sometimes uninteresting, sometimes narrow-scoped, always “Corey-centric” writings and posts, I thank you. Yes, I’m writing a personal blog, with personal topics about the things I might personally like.

According to the number of people that visit, I guess I’m not the only one caring.

This was lovingly handwritten on December 7th, 2005