It was with a certain amount of trepidation that I posted that first post. I didn’t know what to expect. I was convinced that I would be largely talking to myself. I didn’t even understand what, or where my stats were…nothing changes hey? It took me long enough to realise that I actually had readers and then the penny dropped…I truly was in charge of a blog.
Writing my blog fills me with passion and frustration, in equal measures. We all know those days when we sit down in blog HQ and face the dreaded blank blog post screen. Nothing comes to us at first and then when it does we wish it hadn’t. We couldn’t possibly publish that – it’s even more off the wall than our usual ramblings. Know the feeling? Yes, you do …admit it. Sometimes it drives you nuts, but you come back to it, because we bloggers are addicted. We can’t help ourselves.
I had one of those blank moments last night. It didn’t help that I wanted to drill a hole in my stupid, aching head. In the end I took myself off to bed and wrote really horrible things in my diary. AND I MEAN HORRIBLE THINGS. Nothing to do with other people, just me. I really had it in for myself last night. That’s one of the unpleasant side effects of migraine. It get’s you so can’t see any hope, or relief. Everything is blacker than black.
Anyway, that’s enough about my happy time last night. It passes and I’m out of it. Now, perhaps you can see why I needed the hammer and nails to shut that bitch of a door. Trouble is, she finds another door to come knocking at… and stupid me, lets her right in.
Going back to my blog…it’s become a toddler. Things move rapidly in the blogosphere, don’t they?
It’s grown out of its original clothes, messed them up and they’ve been replaced with new ones. It’s learning how to communicate with others and has learnt some new tricks. Its battles with the learning of new tricks has led to the inevitable toddler tantrums. It’s spat its dummy out and sulked. It’s had periods when it won’t go to sleep and periods when all it wants to do is sleep and sulk, it’s been so worn out and drained.There have been times when it has been nothing short of ridiculous.
Sometimes its behaviour has been questionable and it has had rather a lot to drink and has then posted. Which is somewhat worrying…what is a toddler doing drinking alcohol? Call in the blog police!
It’s a typical toddler in that it can’t make up its mind as to who and what it is. Everyday is different and it lives for the moment. Planning? What’s that. There’s no planning on here. It’s all experimentation and playing.
I wonder what the school years will bring for my blog, because they are just around the corner. Then my blog will really have to get out there and stand up for itself. Blend in, socialise and stop wearing such peculiar clothes. In short, learn how to behave itself.
There again, it could just be a big kid forever and do its own thing.
What do you think?
- At what stage is your blog?
- Do you feel that your blog is coming of age?
- What are your plans for your blog?
- Do you ever feel terrified by your blog and the responsibility?
- Should my blog ever grow up?
I need to go and play catch up for yesterday now.
Thanks for taking the time to visit . Wherever you are and whatever you’re up to have a great Friday.
Until the next time.
P.S. If the link to my older post doesn’t work, I will be having a big tantrum and will scream and scream until I’m sick!