I have met the most wonderful bloggers over the past five years five months. Though I complain about the comments that tired me of this, I have been the recipient of more incredible comments than any person has a right to receive. I thank you all.
I can’t do this anymore. I write because I love to write but writing is the least of blogging. I can’t focus on writing for publication when as a blogger I’m supposed to find “followers,” a word I hate as it sounds as if the follower should be holding my dress up. I couldn’t care less about my Alexa ranking. I lost my Google page rank “5” then got it back then lost it. Too confusing. I could never understand Google Analytics and leave that to the people who want to monetize their blogs.
According to Technorati, I have an authority of “1.” That would be an audience of one–me I think and is impossible but…I only looked because a friend looked at his. He still has a Technorati ranking.
I enjoy commenting on Facebook and a few blogs. I can’t spend hours a day reading and commenting on blogs. 3WW a word exercise I love took me over twelve hours, to both read other blogs and comment on them, and I wrote my post in 20 minutes. There’s no enjoyment or payback in that. (I love some of the blogs but the time spent….) If I were to do three or four word exercises it would take 36-48 hours out of my week. That’s a lot of writing I can be doing.
Something else–there are so many blogging groups and associations my head spins just thinking about them. Blogging has become too big for me. Should I spend money going to blogging conferences?
I can’t blog for Blog Critics, Technorati, to name a few and as I keep mentioning also write for real publication. And real publication, to me, has to mean something that pays actual money and not pennies.
People in other professions don’t give everything away. I know! I know! Anybody can write. And that’s true now. Anybody who has access to a computer can put words to screen. But do you want to read them all?
I will be keeping Courting going and weeding out “bad” posts. So people who care about things like Technorati don’t have to worry about losing my pitiful–I don’t even know what to call it.
I realize that I’m going against the grain and that I’m probably committing blogging hari kari. But anybody who knows me knows I’ve done that before.
I wish I could say it has been fun. I rue the day I found blog explosion and an audience though I wouldn’t trade the friends I have made….Even more I rue doing political blogging. That’s something best left to people who really don’t care about creative writing and I care very much.
Political blogging is best left to thick skinned people who enjoy getting comments telling them they’re mentally ill etc.
So I guess I’m starting from the beginning.
With a blog yet blogless, I leave it to all the people who love having pictures of people they might never ever have actually exchanged an email with on their blog theme. (The followers)
I will be writing more than ever. Just not here. If I change my mind and anybody who knows me knows I’m prone to that, please remind me that six years ago I was being published regularly. Major publications were asking me to re-submit.
Then I began a blog…..Nobody had heard of them. All my friends made fun of me but at first for a few months I loved it. I did. Then the nasty comments began and the fun ended.
I’m sorry if I sound like a spoiled bitch but I’m so tired of the blogging world.
This ad ended it for me. Just did. It was so crassly commercial. Most people who take that course won’t make two cents on a dollar expended for the course.