I many not blog all the time, but when I do, I take the time to think about what I am saying. In fact I spent a lot of time thinking about how to write up my London trip (and in hindsight I wish I hadn’t been so dead tired after each day to record it). But I did spend a significant amount of time writing it.
And do you know how many people read it? 7. Yes. 7. In total. It goes out to my Facebook friends AND Twitter friends which is over 500 people in total. And that isn’t counting double dipping. 7 people.
So why do I have this blog? I have no idea anymore. It is like being back in school and being ignored when I raised my hand to make a comment or being dismissed at work when I would have a good idea.
While I might not be the most interesting or prolific of writers, I had thought and hoped my trip to London- one trip I’ve wanted to take since I was TEN would get more than 7 flipping views. And no comments. None. Not a one. Yes I know it was busy and it was Mother’s day and so on and so forth, but I try very hard to make sure I comment on things I read on a daily basis.
I was hoping that this blog would be more than that- a stepping stone to my future and a lot of it is my own fault for not having time (or making time) to regularly post. But at the same time, it isn’t like what I haven’t said has been missed.
Food for thought, I suppose.