Blogging is good. Blogging is bad.
It’s good because it allows you to connect to people with similar interests, who could become wonderful blogfriends. It’s comforting to know that you’re not alone, that other people have caught this bug of writing, and go through, more or less, the same worries, the same doubts, the same tribulations. And, who knows, among them there might lurk the much sought after publisher, who, captivated by your talent and wit, might offer you the book deal of your dreams. Just dreaming…
It’s good also because – supposing and hoping that other people are reading it – you can get immediate critique of your work.
It’s bad because it is consuming. It voraciously consumes the very precious time, energy, and grey cells you should dedicate to the “real” writing, your short story, your novella, your novel. It is a perfect excuse for procrastinators of all kind.
It’s good because, if well used, it could be a constant exercise in writing. But the question you should answer here is: do you blog to write or do you write to blog? There is a big difference here, and I noticed it when I suddenly realised that I was searching for my words, and – worse – censoring them, in a self-conscious way, in a manner highly dictated by the idea that other people might read them. In other words, I was writing to blog. It was bad. I didn’t like it. I wouldn’t do that in my own files. So, why here?
A writer with inhibitions cannot be a good writer. You can’t write fearing what your best friend or your mother would think while reading your story. For that reason, a blog could be a great tool to fight your own inhibitions. I certainly have a lot to fight – what a mental struggle there is to post even the most remotely personal fact, even under the cover of anonymity. I would almost hope that no one ever would read it, although at the same time I would, of course, be terribly disappointed if that would happen. If you force yourself to be open and use the right words, not the safe words, in your stories, then certainly your writing skills have only to gain from here.
Good. Bad. It is what it is. The show shall go on.