Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Experiencing (blog) radio silence.
Things have been quiet around here because I don’t have anything to say. Which is true and not true all at the same time. I have a lot I’d write about my personal life, but not any generally vague projects or design inspired posts. I struggle with my privacy on the blog – how much to share and when. Now that I’ve added my little to the mix, it’s even harder. On one hand, I want to blog the crap out of stuff, but sharing my family’s intimate details in a public format is weird. One day, my son may apply for a job or for college and when they google his name, his mom’s nutty blog from years ago pops up. Do I share his bath time pictures? Will his college roommate print the pictures and post them around their dorm in 20 years? Does his future wife google him and find a poop in the tub post (apparently this happens to everyone) before their first date?
I know the odds of anyone really finding and reading posts like that are probably slim to none. But I’m also shocked at the search terms people use to find my blog. Pictures I posted of our Vegas vacation ended up on a very bizarre website with content from around the web. It wasn’t just pictures of the strip or of a certain landmark. These were pictures of my husband and me on some website I’d never heard of but was getting a lot of traffic from. It was weird enough that it was the two of us, but I can’t imagine checking my traffic to find a picture of my baby on a totally different website being looked at by god knows who.
I play around with the idea of starting an anonymous blog where I could write whatever I wanted to. But then, what pictures do I use? I’ve already started to limit what pictures I share on my personal Facebook and I’m starting to wonder about the pictures I share on Instagram. I also worry about some day in the future where I may re-enter the work force. Will a future employer google my name, find this site and not be happy with the amount of my life that I’ve shared publicly? Will just my writing put someone off? Will some angry post show up first and paint me in a whiny/immature manner? Crap… Is that what this post is doing?
I’m terrible with keeping a journal and had thought a blog would be a good way to keep track of my life as I get older… maybe a private blog is the only way to do that. But I like to write. I really enjoy it when I can write about what’s really in my mind and heart. Someday, I might like people to read this stuff and also enjoy it. What’s on my mind and heart though is my every day – my husband, my child, my dog, my parents, my sister, my friends… And yet, sharing that is scary.
I’d like to know… how do you decided how much to share on your blog? Do you ever have the same concerns or do you figure it’s just a sign of the times?