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5 Is The Loneliest Number

Guest - July 22, 2009

Submitted by Steve Evans

I’ve been involved with (at least) 5 blogs so far. I am a blogwhore, which is like a crackwhore except that it’s blogs, not crack. To say that blogs are like crack is an insult to crackwhores. And so, in honor of 5 years of Nine Moons, I offer this post, a long meandering piece of introspective crap.

When I take a look at the various ways I’ve blogged and been a part of the Nine Moons Mormon Blogosphere (TM) over the years, I’d like to say that I see some sort of progression or personal development, but no; I am a blogwhore, going from fix to fix like Bubbles on The Wire (with albeit fewer facial lesions). So don’t confuse my post with Ronan’s – I have no deeper wisdom to share, unlike that cunning Brit. Still, walk with me, old friends, and reminisce of times of old somewhat recent years, as I think about how and why I became an internet Mormon, and how Nine Moons has been along at every step.

Like everyone else, I came to know the mormon blogosphere through T&S, but By Common Consent has been, and always will be, my home. It was a group blog from day one – I am too much of a coward to try anything alone. Some of the best friends I’ve ever had came into my life through that miserable left-wing liberal apostate nut haven. I have to admit that my capacity for writing lengthy posts or exploring profound doctrinal issues has diminished. It’s hard to come up with new ideas, and even harder to write about them in any coherent way. Controversy and navel-gazing come easy (hence my theme here). But the satisfaction that comes from BCC — in particular, being friends with the people at BCC and parasitically enriching my own life by associating myself with such amazing people — continues to surpass my expectations. Nine Moons has been a constant reminder to me of why I love my own site – the interpersonal dynamic and the continuingly refreshing nature of our friendships. It seems weird for someone as fiercely proud and territorial as myself to say, but 9M has just always been there for me. I read it almost every day, just like BCC, and I love the people here and find it a second home.

I am a restless prankster, and so something like Banner of Heaven was almost inevitable. While you can characterize it many ways (failed experiment, con job, bad idea gone awry, masterful satire, etc.), it has had a few long-term effects on me. Banner forged solid friendships between myself and my co-conspirators, as well as with some of our victims (Rusty, Random John – I am looking at you). It helped me realize that “it’s only blogging” is a phrase with limited utility. And, as Julie infamously predicted, I and countless others now are less likely to donate money to worthy causes. Nine Moons was, of course, the place where it all came to a flashpoint, with contests and posts trying to unmask us and kill our golden goose. And kill us they did.

Blogging about mormon stuff gets boring, so I started Kulturblog with Bob and Logan and a few others. Rusty, Susan M, Random John, and a veritable cast of thousands now blogs there; it is an oasis from the navel gazing and perpetually repeating stuff we are forced to digest in the rest of the bloggernacle. It’s the site that never really gets old for me, because people are always talking about dumb stuff. It’s just so fun. If all we can do is focus on our LDS culture and think about the weighty things of the gospel, two things happen: first, we get bored, and second, we become boring to others. Besides, where else could I go to follow all of Rusty’s lame polls? Oh yeah, ifihadtochoose.com. Thanks, Rusty.

The fifth site isn’t a site at all – it is the twitterverse, where both BCC and Kulturblog have a twitter feed. I also have my own twitter account, as do a good number of the bloggernaclers I like. This is a whole new way of interacting, sharing our stories, and deepening our friendships. It’s functional and minimalistic and art in its own way, like that famous font Arial. Where’s Nine Moon’s twitterfeed, btw? I believe that our ways of talking and sharing over the internet will be reinvented again and again the way that twitter reinvents blogging/instant messaging. Whenever I start to feel burnt out like Ronan or run out of interesting things to say like Tom, I look to the medium, and let the continually evolving means of blogging (and the continually evolving bloggernacle) inspire me. What inspires you?


  1. Thank you for this, Steve. You are a blogwhore with a heart of gold.

    Comment by gst, award-winning commenter — July 22, 2009 @ 4:00 pm

  2. I’m sorry I slapped you this morning, whore.

    Comment by gst, award-winning commenter — July 22, 2009 @ 4:03 pm

  3. It’s OK GST – I know I just make you so mad sometimes you can’t help it. It’s OK. I will try to not make you so mad any more.

    Comment by Steve Evans — July 22, 2009 @ 4:04 pm

  4. As the one who coined and popularized the phrase “It’s only blogging,” I need to clarify. The phrase describes an ideal, not actual practice. Few bloggers attain that level of detachment in this life. The phrase is best employed to console the disappointed and perhaps slightly unbalanced blogger who has just been slapped down in a blog exchange. It is also helpful for calming backlist arguments over whether a given post, link, or comment compromises the True Mission of Blog X.

    Comment by Dave — July 22, 2009 @ 4:50 pm

  5. There is a wistful note in the writings of second generation Mormons, an apology for not having suffered in Missouri, for being too young to have known Joseph Smith, for riding the train to Deseret rather than walking in the dust of an ox-drawn wagon the way real pioneers would have done it.

    I feel an analogous sorrow, a bloggerly grief for having missed the Great Ones of the early bloggernacle, for having arrived so late on the scene that the Banner of Heaven was already a healing wound in the memory of the pioneers, for unconsciously offering the 239th repetition — and a pale imitation, at that — of comments first written in the primeval days of the bloggosphere, when bloggers walked with the gods and rejoiced in novel expressions of original ideas.

    But alas, I am only a convert, not one of the chosen who were born in the ‘nacle. Still, I am one grateful to listen to the echoes of past glory, and to lay my humble gifts in the way of comments at the feet of the posts of the patriarchs. Selah!

    Comment by Ardis Parshall — July 22, 2009 @ 5:35 pm

  6. LOL, Ardis. You are standing on the shoulders of giants!

    Comment by Steve Evans — July 22, 2009 @ 7:00 pm

  7. Hehehe. That was really good Ardis.

    Comment by Geoff J — July 22, 2009 @ 7:54 pm

  8. Ardis, niblet-worthy, comment of the year so far. Awesome. I feel the same way, as a jonny-come-lately to the party here in the nacle.

    Banner of Heaven was a fun read to catch up on, and I was more than sorry to have missed that, and other nacle highlights of yesteryear. I hope that the original cast of characters in this funny place are not such stage 5 burnouts that nothing fun like that is going to happen again.

    I hang around here to talk about interesting things, write what’s on my mind, but probably most to see what’s going to happen next. I hope the whores still have some tricks left.

    Comment by MCQ — July 22, 2009 @ 8:34 pm

  9. Does anyone, could anyone???, love burritos as much as I do? ~

    Comment by Thomas Parkin — July 22, 2009 @ 8:50 pm

  10. . . . or run out of interesting things to say like Tom . . .

    I appreciate the implication that I once had interesting things to say. You’re too nice.

    Comment by Tom — July 23, 2009 @ 12:17 am

  11. What the heck is Banner of Heaven??

    Comment by Mommie Dearest — July 23, 2009 @ 1:21 am

  12. We loves you Steve. I’ve slept on two of your couches on either side of the USA – how else could I ever have achieved such a feat other than through Die Blogs?

    Comment by Ronan — July 23, 2009 @ 4:50 am

  13. Revisionist history in order to scratch the back of another member of the Bloggernacle elite. Typical.


    Comment by Wm Morris — July 23, 2009 @ 6:56 am

  14. I neglected to comment at length on the constant support of Wm Morris over the years.

    Comment by Steve Evans — July 23, 2009 @ 8:28 am

  15. Actually, I’m referring to to the bastard child Popcorn Popping (subtly linked to from my name above) which you roped me in to and then cruelly abandoned. But yes, as they say behind every good blogger is a Wm.

    Comment by Wm Morris — July 23, 2009 @ 8:40 am

  16. One time when I was still in his stake, I spoke in Steve’s ward. After sacrament meeting, I saw him in the foyer, but as a (at the time) lowly commenter, I was too shy to introduce myself to the internet superintelligence.

    We still have yet to meet each other, and we both agree that the most likely result will be spilt blood.

    Comment by Ben Pratt — July 23, 2009 @ 9:55 pm

  17. I love sleeping on Steve’s couches. We loves him too.

    Comment by Tracy M — July 27, 2009 @ 10:50 am

  18. @Ardis


    Comment by Orwell — July 27, 2009 @ 8:17 pm

  19. Unlike Ronan, I never slept on Steve’s couch, on either coast.

    But Steve and Sumer once gave me a ride home to my apartment after the blog whores met for pastrami sandwiches at a famous NYC deli.

    Also, I have played Ultimate, once, with Rusty’s crew in Brooklyn.

    Comment by danithew — July 30, 2009 @ 3:18 pm

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