Gail at Clay and Limestone wrote a wonderful essay yesterday on how she named her blog — when you see the lovely gardens she’s built in the most tenuous and stubborn soil conditions, you’ll be suitably impressed. She asked, at the end of her explanation, how other bloggers named their blogs, so I’m joining in.
Who wants to read that drivel, I asked myself on more than one occasion. Who cares? It’s as if I’m talking to myself. And bingo, Soliloquy was born.
My first header on Blogger featured a hideous combination of lime green and blue, and a coffee cup. It seemed approprite at the time, though the header graphic changed a gazillion times through the years.A soliloquy, by definition, is:
1 : the act of talking to oneself
2 : a dramatic monologue that represents a series of unspoken reflections
In drama, a soliloquy is a device which allows a character to speak directly to the audience.
A series of unspoken reflections — it suited my reasons for blogging perfectly. It didn’t matter whether anyone read my posts or not, it was a place where I could bare my soul and share my thoughts, almost anonymously.
I’ve become a bit braver since those first, feeble posts, sharing my love of nature and gardening, even sharing a bit of my poetry and photography, two of the many things about which I am passionate.
So Gail, that’s how Soliloquy came to be…Soliloquy! Anyone else care to join in?