“You know, I have some mixed feelings about that blog you are referring to. The thing that I think we can all learn from it, though, is why are people so emotionally engaged with that blog? They are, myself included. If I could figure out the psychology behind that, it would really be something. I would love for people to have feelings about my blog, as opposed to not really noticing if I shut it down tomorrow, which I suspect may be the case.”
It was amazing, as it opened up a whole area of discussion about that blog that I failed to comprehend. The fact is, despite the fact that I perceive that blogger as a terrible writer, and more than a little selfish. I still read that blog. So, somewhere deep inside of me, I cared.
That – in my mind – is the holy grail of blogging. And you could have a blog just of photos of fecal matter, if you make people care, you will do alright.
But I really want to talk about the second point in Blogrrl’s comment, the part about shutting down. Blogs shut down all the time, well not shut down such, but they are abandoned. Usually if bloggers have a little bit of politeness, or have achieved something, then they shut them down, with a final post a little down the line saying “Thank you for visiting!”.
I’ll be honest, I was in blogging doldrums for about 2 years, not really achieving much, and have only rediscovered my mojo since the beginning of last year. I didn’t perceive myself to be in the doldrums, as my blogging evolved into more of a mates blog, rather than a worldwide phenomenon that it once was, and it is now. Looking back now though, university – and the sex, alcohol and endless Mario Party Nights made my blogging shit.
But what about before that time, when I was pretty good? What about blogging at the time when personal bloggers ruled the world? Well, it was awesome, as I built up friendships with fellow bloggers that – although not as strong as friendships I’ve got with the likes of Han and Celeste now – they seemed amazing at the time.
Two inparticular stood out now, Katie and Max.
Katie was one of my first readers, who wrote at whateverisay.com, and it was really ahead of her time blogging in 2002. It was such a fun read, and had a great sense of humour. On top of this, no other blogger challenged me to be a good blogger like Katie did. I really bounced off the petit unemployed yank with a smoking addiction, usually trying to outdo each other in each other’s comment box (One post, for example: “I like my women like I like my coffee”, I replied “Full of Baileys”). If she was blogging now, she probably would have a talk show, it was that good. And then, after a post about a magazine, nothing. Not one iota until a leaving message of thanks to her regulars. If there was one blog I’d love to know what happened to, I’d love to know what happened to her.
Max on the other hand, no such worry as he’s on my facebook (it truly is a wonderous thing). Also unlike Katie, his blog also got recognition, by winning an award with The Guardian. It was a fantastic blog, with a design ahead of it’s time, and I believe a very early adopter of WordPress too. It resonated with me because it was witty, into music and football, and nothing short of brilliant.
Alas, those two blogs are no more, consigned to me searching through archive.org. It’s a shame, but I appreciate both of them having closure.Â You see, if they were still blogging today, would they be as good? Like if John Lennon was still alive today, would we appreciate Imagine more? This may seem horrible, but if you get to the point where you are uncreative, had enough, circumstances change or you simply cannot be arsed, please, for my sake, draw a line underneath your blog to close. I am a worrier, and will worry about you. It also means that should you regain your mojo, people will be more accepting of a “I had problems, I sorted them out, I’m back” rather than a “Oh, hello again, I’m back”.
And on that point, I end with a question.
If I was to stop blogging tomorrow, would you miss me?
And, to eliminate any doubt that I actually am stopping tomorrow what would make you stop blogging, or how long to you perceive yourself blogging?