Seriously, what is a blog for? Is it a diary? Is it the digital personification of the delusion that anyone could possibly care to know what you (a complete unknown, unproven, unaccredited boob)thinks about socks,the Government,James Dean or cereal? Is it a way to make money? If so, how? Is it a new toy that you love for three months and then abandon never to update again, a lifeless husk doomed to display your final post, dated 2004, about your cat Bubbles, for all eternity?
All the time I read blogs telling me in order to have a “successful blog” I should write about one subject.I should not vary too much from that subject. My blog should have one main thrust.If it doesn’t I will confuse. I will not get return readers. I will be typing into the void.I should blog every day. I should not use foul language. I should keep track of my visitors. I should have a mailing list or some kind of tool for subscriptions.I should do a lot of things.
And every once in awhile I decide that yes,I will be consistent. I will use bulleted lists to keep the eye of nitwits who can’t concentrate long enough to read a whole paragraph. I will not type fuck or shit. Ok so this may be the 1st time I have typed fuck or shit. See how good I have been?
But unfortunately, my real life isn’t like that, so structured,so disciplined,so paranoid about what folks will think. I do not especially care that people will like me in real life.So why should I maintain such a ruse in my own damn blog? It’s my blog.I didn’t start it up to make money. I have no ads on it.I probably never will.What’s the point of having such a boot camp attitude toward something that is supposed to be fun?
If you do have a successful blog I congratulate you. I do not. What I do have is a freaking online journal.Oh crap.