The number of blogs I religiously follow can be counted and summed up using the fingers on my single hand. I can’t accommodate more than that. Unfortunately, two of my favourites have closed down – apparently for good. One is a by a female therapist, the other, by a male systems analyst; both of whom comfortably employ figures of speech in their expressions like no other. A third one – who writes with bounce in his words and can engage anyone in a deep intellectual exchange at the snap of a finger is threatening to follow suit – which leaves me with only a couple of blogs I can visit whenever I spend time on the blogosphere. I admit that doesn’t bode well for the blog euphoria I’ve been savouring here for more than a year.
Perhaps it’s the blogosphere’s way of telling me it’s about time I came up to gratify myself with my own “stuff.” Ah okay, I’ve been thinking of writing short stories soon anyway. But my joy in reading has always taken precedence over my joy in writing. And as a reader, I have a propensity to remain loyal. The bloggers I’ve followed for more than a year can attest to that. On the proviso, however, that the blogger writes remarkably well (ahem, grammar and punctuation perfection an utmost requirement; If not, extreme intelligence and out-of-this-world metaphorical style can make up for the imperfections. Cmon, it’s my predilection and I can say what I want in my blog. :-)) It’s a relief to have found kindred souls who embody similar ideals and sentiments. It’s priceless to learn and get to know of others out there who feel the same way I do about certain matters. Since I am fond of both reading and writing, I consequently have taken a liking to the entertaining value of commenting. By that, I get to read a lot and also get to write a little. Quite convenient, eh? (Happy me)
It seems consistency is a hard virtue to cultivate or hang on to for the majority of highly talented people. But I somehow understand. What writer doesn’t get the feeling from time to time of wanting to puke on his or her own words? Yet I’ve seen bloggers who carry on relentlessly with the art regardless of lack of readership and zero feedback. Amazingly inspiring. The writers who keep on turning up with excellent prose and poetry even if it looks as though they haven’t got any followers and are practically “talking to themselves” have me in complete awe and admiration. Their kind continue to earn my compassion and respect.
Which brings me to the issue about how some bloggers lose interest when they fail to get the Freshly Pressed seal. I still don’t get some bloggers’ hankering to win the nod of the WordPress peeps. Somebody has to enlighten me as to what’s really the big deal in getting that kind of attention. Will the blogger get paid? Will he be able to procure a contract with a publishing giant for the “recognition?” Will he even be handed out a choco chip cookie for it? Aside from losing the privilege to blog in peace, it looks like replying to identical comments over and over again from various bloggers who turn up from nowhere is agonizing. What’s more, those bloggers who flock to Freshly Pressed pages as one-time visitors – are totally beyond my comprehension. Aren’t they aware they’re pretty much zombie-like in their mass clicking of the Like button and making uniform comments, only to disappear – never to be seen again – on the FP’d blogger’s very next entry? Worse, they seem to not even have read the prized article. No wonder a huge chunk of the FPressed beneficiaries closed shop within a few months. They must have bumped their heads somewhere and had that precious Aha moment to want to start all over again.
On a similar note, I’ve had commenters who had come here assuming I’d be enthusiastic to play the politics of the blogging world. I’ve only got this to say: Please don’t ever assume this blogger couldn’t tell the obvious fact you didn’t read what she had written. Nobody is that stupid I believe. Any discerning blogger knows if all you did was glance at the title or read a short paragraph in the middle or at the end of the post. You very well know I am not after the quantity of Likes or comments my blog post can garner. I confess I may have been guilty of the particular deed once or twice in the aggregate years of my residence on WordPress – for the elementary reason I had a hard time comprehending an unexciting piece the first time. But I always made sure I came back to reread what I had missed. If I took the time to comment or simply Liked your post, it’s a guarantee I did read your work.
And maybe I ought to put a Disclaimer here, too. Just like what a blogging buddy did on his wonderful blog. Clicking Like or ostensibly Following me won’t automatically engender reciprocity. If you’re that good and your subject engrosses me, I will read your stuff. For sure. Even if you pretend to completely ignore me. And if you happen to be handsome or funny and smart or possess all three, well, what can I say? I am forever yours.
I may just be kidding, of course.