Nosemonkey did an interesting post over at The Sharpener on the current state of the Blogoshire. I read it with, as I say, interest, but with a certain sense of ‘this doesn’t fell right’. Just not sure what.
A Bag of Bears has sorted it out for me (as a good bear should). I don’t write this to be taken seriously (you can tell, can’t you?) I used to be a journalist and a pretty okay one (well, I made a living and got lots of freebies, which is about all I cared about it), but blogging isn’t about honing words, it isn’t even about re-reading what I’ve written. It’s just, well, blogging (I find it much harder to make sense in this style, so now I don’t really try).
It’s nice that a few people I like to read, even if they’re wildly opposed politically to me, occasionally pop by, which is why I went to all the trouble of telling four or five of them about the new site, but it’s hardly a major marketing campaign is it?
At the end of the day, I don’t really care. I’d still write even if only a few of my acquaintances wandered past occasionally. And I certainly don’t want another job on a national. I can’t think of anything worse.