I heard recently of a blogger
(no names, no packdrill)
who was freaking about the relatively few comments she got,
compared with some other bloggers.
I can relate.
I have times when I can be quite blase about it - after all,
I blog for me,
DO I ?
but sometimes I have siff needy times
when it feels so bad if there is little response to a post.
Like a personal rejection
A girl-thing, I wonder.
Or just me?
It made me think -
(Everything "makes me think."
Its a very annoying trait of mine - it even
But I like it too)
This is what it made me think of:
If there is ONE THING that makes me madder than a snake,
tuning me out.
Do you know what I mean?
I am spilling over with something that is SO close to my heart;
baring my deepest soul,
and he answers with
"I hear Kevin Pieterson has resigned as England's captain"
picks up the newspaper
starts flicking through the tv channels.
Or in the car,
when we are in the middle of a meaningful (to me only, obviously)conversation,
he suddenly leans forward to turn the radio on -
I used to go ballistic
Now I just go quiet.
I feel more "omigosh, am I that boring?!"
But, don't get me wrong,
mad is still there.
Its an awful feeling to think that people might find you boring, isn't it?
Or that you are talking into thin air
Maybe thats part of the reason why getting comments
is such a big deal for us.
People out there are listening, are interested, even enough to join the conversation
And thats a GREAT feeling.
No wonder we thrive on stax of input
This is not meant to make everyone comment out of
I'll take it, no matter what your motivation is.
anyone who feels like that needs to:
get a grip; grow up; stop being a girl; get a life taraa, taraa.