Heh heh, I know what you're thinking, another tease post. Well, I hope not too.
I miss blogging. In the last few months I have lurked extensively, I have discovered thousands (I kid you not!) of new blogs about so many things!! Fashion and photography (the sartorialist), celebrities {LOL what? What? What!!} (Crunk&Disorderly), beauty (Afrobella), hair (Motown Girl), perfume (Now smell this).
I know all the examples above seem frivolous. Where are the blogs about "important" stuff? The news blogs? The Africa blogs? The political blogs? The development blogs?
I read those too. But I've found, more and more, that for me blogging is more fun when its about things that may seem frivolous to some. Why? Because, for me blogging is about relaxing, venting, life things, hair things, perfume things, clothes things, photo things...... You know, the other stuff that makes the world go round!
I don't want to come across wrong, I'm not saying that the other things - news, politics, development issues, climate change - aren't important to me. They are, and I do read about them. Its just..... I'm kinda around that kind of stuff ALL DAY! I need a break. And when I do....... I turn to my blog roll.
So, why did I quit? Well, mostly because I felt as though my blog had no purpose. What was my blog? Certainly not a news or politics blog. I didn't write about development issues, or African issues. I don't do poetry. I felt rudderless. For a minute, I thought my blog was unimportant.
So, do I now have a purpose? Aw hell no. But I've realised, we all have our place. So what if my blog is all over the place? So what. There are millions of blogs. MILLIONS! Really, what does it matter? Who has the right to say my blog doesn't matter?
So, I'm back, ceteris paribus. Which means, whatever it means.
You can continue to expect the same mish mash you come to expect and love (ha ha).
And I can continue to have a place to record all the stuff that happens to me, when I'm busy dreaming about stuff that's going to happen to me.
Here's to looking at me, kid!
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6 comments:
Looking forward to reading more. As for focus, don't worry. Mine is as all over the place as it can get!
About damn time!!!!
Bring on the posts!
There once was a man by the name of Jordan. You remind me of him, and it's certainly not because of your hairstyle. It's because, like you, he kept coming back. Jaded blogger, I know the feeling...
Hi
Stumbled upon your place again with g-reader (and seen posts I had missed)
In my case, I can't see any purpose to my blog either - it is not important except to me (my archive of busiess events), but I can't stop - in fact I enjoy it (and the reaction has mostly been anonymously positive)
So I encourage you to resume, it matters
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