Explanation

Since the English classes at the university turned out to be rather degrading if compared to last years' experience, I am left with hardly any practical writing. Another aspect of doing this is the arrogant need to explain myself to my current classmates.

Honestly, it's a bit naive to believe that the 'success' of my personal blogging experience will be repeated. The results of blogs in Latvian are as follows: 7287 views since July 2008, 35% of the views accumulated since June 2012. Over 30 'official' followers (nonobjective, hardly any views from the Google Reader), about 20 views per day since this summer. 217 published posts, over 140 posts deleted some time ago and restored in form of a private blog, resulting in over 350 posts. About 25% of all the written posts in blogger have been published since June 2012.

A factor I like to remember is that the address of the blog was hardly ever published on the internet or otherwise. As far as I recall, I posted it on colourlovers.com and stereomood.com personal profiles (English speaking communities, who couldn't care less, even if the profiles were popular). To be fair, there was another type of advertisement: a tendency to talk about the blog until the other person asked for the link. Otherwise, word of mouth and random hits have generated me a nice and stable audience.

I have been writing diary-type material since January 2008. Otherwise, my portfolio consists of academic works for school. As much as I'd like to say that I wrote more than the average teenager of the country, I could have done more. An extra bonus experience would be creative writing courses, that I attended this spring, initiated by "Rīgas Laiks", an intellectual and philosophical magazine that I have personally set as an excellent example of writing and journalism as whole.

The real reason for creating a separate blog written in English is the fear of not being understood, an effort to preserve the memories and opinions I've come across, an effort to reduce the pressure of amassed negative emotions, an effort to explain myself.

The following is a translation of a text I published in Latvian recently:

The current frequency of my posts is five times of the combined articles written by the 36 blogs that I follow. One of the last posts of a blog usually is "I haven't written here for a long time". The blogs that have ended this way look fucking sad. I panic over the thought my blog will end in such way. Most likely, in an event of apocalypse, I'll save my posts in one file and delete the blog from the internet entirely. But, hopefully, there's still a long way before that.

The idea will stand for this blog too.