Most things in life don’t matter — at least not in the long haul. Much of what we stress about is trivial. That includes this blog, which has caused me a fair amount of tension over its 105-post life.
No more. Thanks to the “Meatballs Mantra,” I’m turning over a new leaf.
No longer will I fish for links. It used to piss me off when a blogger would deny me a link I knew I’d earned. Pretty pathetic of me, huh? And it about drove me nuts when, two weeks ago (right after this post), 5 blogs mysteriously disconnected from this site.
Since the post was about the poor quality of online writing, I’m thinking that a handful of lousy writers just dumped me from their blogrolls. Pretty paranoid, huh? But you know what? It just doesn’t matter.
No longer will I sweat the rankings. Losing links to those 5 blogs has cost me 10,000 spots. Six months ago, hell, six weeks ago, this would’ve bothered me. But you know, Kent State doesn’t pay me for my Technorati rankings, and I doubt my readers care a lick. So it just doesn’t matter.
Blogs won’t get you a promotion, either. In academe, self-published work is treated like the plague. But I knew that coming in. In a few years, academe may catch up with the real world. But first we must demonstrate a blog’s value, influence and credibility. That’s the reasearch I’ll focus on in the next few years, but for now, it just doesn’t matter.
What does matter?
It’s my goal to become “one with the blog.” Sorry for getting all “Zen” on you, but I do have a mantra now, remember?
But to some degree, the blogging experience has changed me. Since I started writing here, I don’t take myself quite as seriously as I once did. Blogging has reawakened my sense of humor and sharpened my wit. I joke more with friends and colleagues now, and I show a bit more of what’s inside — for better or worse. Yeah, sometimes that ruffles a few feathers, but you know my feelings on that.
So I’m hoping this bit of navel contemplation today is Step One toward ending my obsession with blogging. Today, I embrace the Meatballs Mantra. From this point forward I focus only on the conversations.
The other stuff just doesn’t matter.
Post Script: My friend and career mentor, the late Jerry Brown, kept a plaque on his desk inscribed with the Meatballs Mantra. Jerry, wherever you are, thanks for helping us keep things in perspective. Your friendship mattered a great deal, and still does. Oh yeah, here’s the clip from “Meatballs.” A late update.