I know the actual answer to that and it's yes. My whole job depends on it (no, I don't blog for a living; LOL, good one), but it's a different world out there. I know I'm just a bratty baby that's forgotten what it was like to be Jenny from the block. All these rocks that I got got you fooled?
There was a time in a swampy land back in yonder year where I wrote in this little box five or more times a week. Back when I didn't know about big fancy bloggers with c/o errythang and I clicked the "next blog" button at the top of Blogger.com in hopes of finding someone who also updated more than once every few months for a year back when their college professor assigned them a blogging project.
Back when I wanted an iPhone so bad just because Instagram wasn't available yet on my Droid and I could not wait to get that Hefe filter in and around my face.
Back when all my bloggy friends still wrote, commented, participated in linkups and lol'd at gifs with me on the reg.
Back when I'd run every day and have no one to cry to when I fell on my face, so I'd blog about it instead.
Back when I still entered giveaways and thought I might actually win.
Back when I couldn't wait to get home so I could use my fancy work-issued DSLR to shoot vegan Almond Joys or Douchey Song Lyrics.
Back when some of those big guys didn't have sponsors or more than 100 readers yet (now they're all 25k'in it up on Instagram).
But now? Now I'm out of the loop. Most of my peers got busy, moved on, switched directions or lost touch. The ones that are still around post as infrequently as I do, and I haven't exactly been a loyal reader, engager, lover of words myself.
I'm uninspired and I take my now-owned DSLR camera, tripod and willing-to-take-OOTDs-for-me boyfriend for granted. You'd think they'd make it easier to pump out content and yet here I am, taking less What I Wore Wednesday posts now than when I used a point-and-shoot perched atop an iced tea pitcher and rolly chair.
What's going on here? Have I lost the passion? Am I trying to be something I'm not and therefore no longer interested/interesting? Is no one reading? Am I boring the living poop out of the few people still silently peeking in the shadows? Or are you all from--gasp--a quick and dirty Google search and you'll run out before breakfast?
I want to bring back that fire, guys. I want to ignite the flame in your Internet loins. Shoot, forget your loins, I want my own bloggy loins to be on fire.
Fact: I just Googled 'loin' and I'm particularly fond of this definition: a large cut of meat that includes the vertebrae of the loins.
Anyway, I think what I'm trying to say is I want to write more and think less.
I'd love to be pointed in the direction of other bloggers out there doing that as well.
Tell me, which blog URLs do you still type into your address bar every day? Which ones do you feel a little more disappointed than you should when their content is a day or two old? What makes you excited to procrastinate a bit and why?
Let's talk about this. I'm not ready for it to be over. It's not you, it's me.