Thursday, November 13, 2014

I am so bad at blogging

I have at least one post in draft and sort of a queue in my head. All the blogs I closed down previously are a mess of draft posts and penciled-in outlines behind the scenes. I am so bad at blogging.

Back in the day, when I still updated my Xanga blog, it was mostly all journaling online as most blogging was then, I still wasn't that great at it but I wrote more regularly. Now that it's all career based, I feel like I have to say something witty and insightful or at the very least interesting or helpful. But most of my post ideas fade out with no conclusion or are so chock full of asides and jumbled ideas, they become too long or difficult to read.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that every single fucking thing about independent authors says you HAVE to have a blog to self promote and build a platform, I probably would have quit this blogging idea ages ago. Because I am really bad at blogging.

I rarely post regularly and if I do it's not for long. My posts are usually longer than the internet's attention span. Even with proofreading and editing my posts are often riddled with read mistakes and typos. Though I long to harvest the multimedia potential of the blog format, adding effective images, hyperlinks, or music and video is not my forte. And finally, the lack of strong conclusions for my posts and ideas, really bothers me.

Then again, I can't shake the feeling that I have something to say to someone, somewhere. Maybe it's because my mom won't stop telling me I should blog all my random rants, probably as a way to stop me from ranting at her. Maybe it's because I'm a pathological communicator with an overwhelming urge to engage in conversation but there's no one to conversate with. Maybe it's because I like to flog dead horses. I don't know.

I do know that one day soon I will post a post that's not just promising to post more posts. I know that I will have real actual content with words and pictures and everything. I think that I can be good at blogging.

Maybe just not today. Or during NaNoWriMo. Or around Christmas. But soon.