Blog World: A maze of information

Today is ANZAC day(Tuesday 25th April 2006 in NZ). It has been raining all day - A good day to snuggle up in front of the fire with a good book. Instead I have spent most of the day meandering through the maze of blog sites. This is a world I was totally unaware of until recently when my colleague, Marica Sevelj (herself an ardent and passionate blogger), showed me the way.

When I first began my blog journey I was daunted by where to begin but with a little encouragement from Marica I soon got started and I began to enjoy myself. I was quite excited by the prospect of taking my first steps into blog world.

With my own blog set up, I began my first entry...OK...mmm...? What do I write about? Who will read it? Do I write for an unknown audience or do I write for me? Do I write an online journal or do I keep it impersonal and educational? Do I use it as a gallery for my paintings? So many questions.

With all these questions going round in my head I thought it would be a good idea to just have a go at getting something up there. So my first postings are a combination of journal and gallery - just to test the waters and get myself started. I ignored the questions.

This morning I logged on to add another posting and all the questions came flooding back and some. So where to from here? I went back to Marica's blog, made some comments on her last entry then followed some of her links. In and out of sites, following links, going back, changing direction, following more links on and on I went until 6hrs later here I am still glued to the computer with a numb bum and a wealth of freshly digested information that has liquified in my brain.

This maze of information is deceptive. It is not until you take your first steps that you realise how vast and varied it is. Like a rabbit stunned by headlights, there comes a moment on this journey when you stop in your tracks dazzled by all the options not knowing which way to go. That is when you look at the clock and realise just how long you have been lost in this maze.

I love mazes and puzzles. I always have ever since I was a young girl living in England. Instead of the English garden hedge mazes I have replaced them for the virtual maze of Blog World!

One last question: There is a restful quality about navigating hedge mazes, something to do with being at one with nature but will I find serenity in blog world?