A quick note about the photo, I used a picture from my instagram of the longest books I have on my shelf. Because what is more commitment than a paragraph, than a couple hundred pages of text?
I read a study for work the other day that said that our attention spans are now shorter than a goldfish. Am I surprised? Not really. I can see this as children forget how to communicate without an iPad in their face, or those who interrupt a conversation for a notification. It makes me wonder about the future of technology, of the value of face to face communication, and where it will leave me and my old fashioned ways.
But something that immediately occurred to me, was how do I adjust my blog for this new audience? How do I compile my content into bite size chunks, eight second videos, and infographic worth statistics? It became daunting and suffocating. Like my ability to write, the words behind my fingers, were slowly and firmly squeezed within a corset with no mercy. A sort of existential crisis followed where I was worried my opinions and reviews would become out dated and I would lose this passionate hobby, of which I pour over ten hours per week into (a feat considering my full time job as well).
Yet hope prevailed when I read an article that declared that content, and intellectual content as well, was going to make a strong stand. That in the world of instant there was going to be a longing for well thought out quality written work. This news instantly brightened my day, for all of about the attention span of a goldfish. I became immediately suspicious. Could our beautiful words, our passionate sentences, really combat against the ever shrinking attention span of our readers? Because I am aware of what usually happens in history to those who fight the change, stuck in their own ways, and do not accept progress. If we transition to a new standard, a new method of communication, how do I bring my words into this brave new world?
The only thing that can decide our fate is time. I have absolutely no answers. No solutions to adapt our content, to include gifs, or to get in front of a camera. At my heart remains the spirit of a playful soul who still enjoys the feeling of books in her hand and the rolling of the tongue over words of exquisite beauty. The question will just become, is there a place for me? For the words within my head to live, to thrive on virtual paper and find the company of others?
What are your thoughts?
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