I haven't quite got the hang of this all yet, somehow I managed to set my posts to be translated into hindi, but I fixed that ek dum!
I have been thinking about the differences between diaries, journals, and blogs. By my definition a diary is pretty much like a log book of what you did during the day where you went and who you saw and not much more.
A journal on the other hand is an accounting of your experience of the diaries events, why you went where you went and what you thot and felt about who you saw. Even more a journal seems to me to be intensely private, a record of unexpressed truth known only to yourself. I refuse to read anyone else's journal for that reason, the journal being in essence a snapshot of how one felt at the moment of writing. Granted people change their feelings and attitudes but reading random bits of truth can be painful, and if it is about the reader, devastating.
Now a blog is something of a diary and a journal but because it is for the most part not only public but exposed to complete strangers a blog seems to me most like the long intimate revealing conversation you have with a bar-tender on a quiet afternoon. We have all had that experience in one form or another, blurting out our most personal feelings to a momentary acquaintance that we probably will never see again. I've been blurter and blurtee a hundred times or more.
Even tho readers might comment on what is revealed in your blog, there is a strong sense of anonymity to a blog that while similar to shouting down a well also carries the possibility (and risk) that the bread you have cast upon the waters might bring home to you more than ducks.
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