Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Sometimes I wonder if this blog is worth reading. Do people really read it? And what do they think? And would anyone know if I never posted anything again? Perhaps they do not read this because I have been such a sporadic blogger. Then again, I think that one of the biggest reasons for the existance of this blog is just for me. And part of me doesn't care if lots of people read it or not. But it would be interesting to know who does. Or doesn't.


Blogger Charisa said...

This is really somebody else, but I can't tell you my name, and even though it says my name is Charisa, it really isn't. I read your blog all the time. I read and reread every post, savoring the beauty of your mind. Your every phrase enhances my existence, until all I do, all I see, all I think is beautiful because of you. Never stop blogging. I could not bear to live without your posts.

9:14 PM  
Blogger Valerie said...

Dear Person who is not Charisa--if a blog is all that gives you reason to live, you need to go to a therapist. Odessa--I know what you're saying. I ask myself all the time what is it about my words that might be worth reading. It's a good question to ask especially as a blogger. I do read, but I think the artist has to feel that writing the words are important whether or not they are read.

4:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ho-hum, Valeria: Life without fresh apples in October, without snow in December, without roses in summer and without popcorn during a movie must resemble the thoughts by 'one alias Charisa' when she thinks of life without the beauty of Odessa's thoughts. They are not the only reason for living, but it's certainly more pleasant with them:) Wouldn't you agree?

10:03 PM  

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