Kinda seems that way, doesn’t it, that the whole world stopped blogging all at once. I got off track and then busy, then one week became two, became a month, then two, then… sheesh. Will I ever post here again? Will I ever want to post again? It’s weird, because a good fifty percent of the blogs I regularly read have stopped cold too. It’s like the the world breathed some sort of collective “meh” about blogging. I’m still trying to figure out why I don’t have anything to say, but while I ponder it, my fellow bloggers can suck it.
I posted. I’m still here.
Who exactly do you refer to?
A lot of people I know/knew that used to blog but stopped just grew out of it. Personally, I’m too much of an exhibitionist. But I also procrastinate.
Can’t wait until I can pre-write articles when I’m feeling like it (this “feature” entered the scene with WordPress and doesn’t exist for b2).
Hehe, not you. You’re the one steady sure-footed blogging horse.
Also, I’m going to use: “…too much of an exhibitionist. But I also procrastinate.” I pictured two Olympian heroes engaged in pitched battle, one an exhibitionist, the other a procrastinator. Who will win? Let us watch and see.
When I was younger, I thought procrastination had something to do with the ability to make children. I simply couldn’t understand why people went around talking about how they were “castrated” personality types.
My bet’s on the exhibitionist.