Eight months after I started blogging, I've now exceeded the 100th-entry mark. Initially, I wanted the blog to look like a collection of well-thought out and carefully crafted essays. Which, of course, is not really the case: what you get here are mostly rants, venomous vituperation and sorry attempts at musical exposition of operas, symphonies and sonatas, not to mention trips down memory lane, anything I see on TV that piques my curiousity (or catches my ire), even stream-of-consciousness material. The direction of this blog is determined by my mood swings. Hey, I do not write for the sake of writing.
I am not really into deep spiritual stuff, nor do I dabble in introspection, I am not really in touch with my emotional self, whatever that means (ask Oprah). From the very beginning, I strove not to sound mushy and sentimental, more than half the blogs in the planet already are, so why add to the festering gloom?
My blog is to some extent, a journal. Random thoughts do figure ocassionally, although I am far from being philosophical: in fact I think I'm shallow hehehe.
As for the visitors to this blog, I get occasional comments. Very few even from people I know, fewer still from complete strangers :) But I do know at least three people who read my blog regularly :)
But I will continue writing about stuff I really know, like classical music and opera, as well as my opinion about everything and anything. Whether or not these appeal to the 6 billion people on the planet doesn't really matter. Yes?
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