Blog posts from me are like buses. Nothing for a while, then three come along at once.* Friday afternoon arrives, and I realise that the smug feeling I had earlier in the week, the smug feeling I get after updating my blogs, has worn off. I realise that I have to once again search my brain for all those brilliant blogging ideas I had on Monday, and Tuesday, and that started fading on Wednesday, and that by now have completely disappeared. Friday afternoon arrives and I realise I’d better write something, or my readers will give up in disgust, and go elsewhere. And yes, though I blog because I enjoy writing, because I like the discipline of trying to put words together in an intelligible, sane (well, sane enough) way that is vaguely entertaining, I also blog because I like the people who read my blog, I like the sense of community. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I’m self-employed and work from home. (Sob, my only friends are in the computer!) Or perhaps it’s just because I like to have friends that cover all my interests, and writing is one of those.
So Friday afternoon has arrived, and I am reverting to the most basic of posts in a blogger’s arsenal. No, it is not a list. I’d have to come up with a topic to come up with a list. No, today I am resorting to the blog about blogging, or not blogging, or not knowing what to blog about it. Yes, it is cheap and easy. And I’ve done it before. And I’ll do it again.* Albeit only one on each blog.