Tonight I saw the movie Julia & Julie, although I keep calling it Julie & Julia which I assume is a subconscious urge to try to make the blogger more important than the actual achiever, but so what. Several things struck me while watching this movie about a blogger, albeit one who now writes professionally and made a book and now a movie out of her blog. I’m still a little behind in the score, but if someone would like to pass my blog along to an editor or movie producer I’m willing to put in the time to catch up.
The thing I liked best about the movie was one scene in particular which had the Julie character in a disagreement with her husband over the nature of the blog. He comments that it is narcissistic and she says of course it is, it is all about me, that’s the point. Indeed, that is the point. A fact I feel on a daily basis, especially when I know I’ve not turned in my best work or taken the time to edit or when having the discussion with someone about what my blog revolves around. It revolves around me and I am the center of its universe. Should you have any doubts, please refer to the blog title.
It’s not that I feel I am more important than anyone else or that my blog deserves more notice, it’s just that I created the blog for me about me. The fact that any of you read it is an incredible surprise and a blessing. I am thrilled that you would take time out of your life to read even a single entry and I could not be more appreciate. That said, I do feel this pressure to make it more interesting for you and less about me, but it is me, it’s all about me. And when I have a bad blog day and it reads badly or the topic centers around something inane like how I went to bed and forgot my blog, or have discovered at 36 the appearance of occasional butt pimples, that’s just the way it’s got to be.
I’m not a genius and I’m certainly not the most entertaining writer, but some days are better than others. I hope you all forgive me when I write about topics that bore you or even offend you, that is not my intention. So on those days, I ask that you chalk it up to PMS, too much sugar, a lack of sleep, too little sugar, or anything else and come back another day to give me a try again. I do have a lot to say and I hope I’m getting better at it. I know that I’m a mess and always have been, but honestly that’s kind of what I like best about myself. I am a glorious wreck and I admit it. I say all those things you would never say. I admit to things like gas and butt pimples and porn addictions. I actually feel it is appropriate to divulge my obsessive masturbatory habits and bad moods that make me cry hysterically in traffic for no reason.
Why do I think this is okay? Well, because it’s 365 Days of Ame and I can blog if I want to! The movie reinforced my resolve to be honest and to put it all out there. You may not want to hear and you may not like it, but it’s me and you are welcome to dislike and chastise all you want, just don’t stop reading.
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