It is hard to be a splog these days. (Really a blog but we’re affected by marketing.)
There are already so many blog identities to assume.
There’s the bitchy, funny blog. Which is really hard to do, we might add. (http://www.wonkette.com/, http://patriotboy.blogspot.com)
And the self-promoting blog (which has the flexibility of being dirty and pointless, but not always.) (http://mindlessmandrivel.blogspot.com/, http://weblog.herald.com/column/davebarry/, http://www.margaretcho.com/blog/blog.htm)
Political blah-gs. (http://www.andrewsullivan.com/, www.scrappleface.com, http://www.truthout.org/, www.dailykos.com)
Driveling, overly personal bordering on exhibitionistic and pathetic blogs. http://www.sigridswritings.blogspot.com/, http://robine.weblogs.us/, http://potterhands.com/potterhands.com_non_ssl/chetteblog/
And, the solid, dependable, everybody-loves-information blogs. (http://www.gawker.com/, http://www.sfist.com/)
And the best of most worlds, in the Lit Kit’s opinion: http://www.bookslut.com/.
And, ugh, are readers having to sit through egregious advertising just to get to this site?
What’s a Literate Kitten to do? She wants to be a Superhero type in a black velvet cape and rhinestone-encrusted cat’s eyeglasses and maybe some really kick-ass black leather boots. She wants to flick her tail at the injustices of the world and claw the eyes out of right-wing hypocrites who cheat on their spouses and pick their teeth with matchbooks. She wants to use her superpowers to raise the bar on education – that means bringing back sentence diagramming and uniforms – and make it available to everyone, everywhere. Especially those living in a democracy (okay, we know it’s a Republic but we’re taking literary license, bla, bla, bla).
The Lit Kit admits this is a staggeringly ambitious agenda, fraught with peril and extremely high in calories. But, fortunately, she can make claims like that because no one is reading her splog as of yet. Except a few friends with too much time on their hands (get back to work! You know who you are). Her mother doesn’t even read this.
Perhaps we are already an overblogged culture. Perhaps there are too many people with too much technology and too vapid of a viewpoint.
Or, perhaps instead of viewing the Literate Kitten as just one more monologist looking for her 15 minutes of fame, we can frame it as one more lone voice in the wilderness raised in protest, joining the other voices to raise awareness, promote community and propagate ideas.
Then again, maybe we should really get to work on that novel.