As is plainly obvious I haven’t been blogging much lately.
No particular reason, maybe partly because I don’t want to say the same things that others may be talking about.
Like politics or gender inequality or why the fuck does Tony Abbott wear speedos? (not really a hot topic..but it so should be!!)
Because what’s the point of clogging up the interwebs with more even more webs that go nowhere & ultimately change nothing?
I also haven’t been commenting on my favourite blogs that I used to read.
Note I said used to.
That’s because I haven’t even been reading them.
For every 1 that gives me a thought-provoking read, I’ll find 10 more telling me about products & giveaways & freebies (providing you do a/b/c to get it).
It’s getting a bit tired.
I’ve followed a lot of my favourite bloggers on Twitter & Facebook.
I find Twitter an easier, more open way to communicate with them & others.
And I’ve come across some insightful, intelligent, articulate people.
Not necessarily bloggers. Just people. People with opinions & morals & ethical boundaries & questioning minds.
These people are happy to engage in conversation, whether it’s trivial or serious, they welcome the interaction.
Not so some bloggers.
Because I’m not a well followed or high-profile blog I do not come into their radar. At all.
But nor do I as a reader. At all.
So who are these bloggers talking to? Well, it appears that answer is easily arrived at.
Those in the clique.
Because there is always a clique.
I have come to the conclusion that I am neither a blogger nor a reader.
I’m A woman who writes crap on the internet & occasionally reads stuff too.
And damn proud of it.