Okay, I’m not proud of what I’m about to say and mostly try not to complain about trivial things. But I am all about transparency and don’t believe in showing only my glossed over, ‘who I hope to be perceived as’ version; but rather value the whole inner process of what transformation looks like, even when it’s ugly and/or painful. So I figure I’d let it out.
After two years of blogging (look for anniversary poem tomorrow) I am grateful for the many writers, poets, home birthers, Christian anarchists, pacifists, off-grid homesteaders and genuinely authentic people with whom I’ve come in contact and have enjoyed getting to know through their writing. It is truly the Internet at its best. I’ve said this before but my personal number one reason for wanting to blog was, and is, to be part of a community of people who see the profound purpose in sharing their soul with the world. They are the light in darkness, as I see it. Still, here is a list of things that have driven me wild with annoyance when I have erroneously chosen to focus too much on them. I know we are all vastly different and we have varied reasons for putting our writing out there for anyone to see, but some things I just cannot wrap my brain around.
7 Downsides to Blogging:
–People who like posts but never comment. I personally don’t find likes without comments all that supportive, but I’m not of the “like” generation, or whatever the Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr devotees are called. Bringing me to the next point:
–The like option in the Reader. I don’t know why the WP developers have designed the platform for one to be able to disable the comment option but not the like option. I know you can remove the like button on your website, but I figure if someone visits my actual site (not just the Reader version) and reads the post, then they should have the option to like it.
–People who disable the comment option. Going back to why I blog and the utter disconnect from the mentality of merely collecting likes. They seem to want readers because their blogs are public, but what? They don’t allow for any continuation of the thoughts they generated? Blows my mind. I’ve actually unfollowed a couple blogs that no longer allow commenting.
-Of course it goes without saying that the follows for attention, when stats clearly show they never even read any posts, bug me to no end. I don’t have the time to be too meticulous about checking stats, but if I do ever notice this, the followers are removed after a day or so.
–People who never read my blog even though I regularly read and engage in their work. It’s harsh, but blogging can be like a never-meant-to-be-relationship: they’re just not interested. In which case, there’s really no point in getting to know their souls through their writing anymore either. Just silently wish them well and move on. Even were my favorite author or poet to have a blog, it would be a major turnoff for me if I got the sense they were too high and almighty to interact with the rest of us. I cannot praise humility enough.
–When blogs I follow and with whom I’ve had some positive communication suddenly go private. Yeah, I get the need for privacy, especially if one has had a creepy incident or has felt threatened. But each time I’ve noticed this and have sent a request to visit their sites, nothing. Maybe they never even see these admin-generated requests, but I can’t help but take it personally sometimes.
–When favorite writers suddenly delete their sites with no heads up. It’s like mourning the loss of a friend. After feeling like you know someone’s thoughts intimately, you start to really care about them and ask God to bless them in your prayers. Maybe I sound needy or overly emotional, but I don’t take it too well when suddenly a person is out of my life forever, even if I only ever knew them in blogland. It doesn’t make them any less real or less deserving of my prayers. I think about death too and how if a person hasn’t posted anything for a long time and hasn’t deleted his/her site, how will I ever know whether or not he/she is still on this shared plane of existence? Maybe I’m too sensitive for this kind of impersonal communication…
There you have it. Like I said, I know these idiosyncrasies are triflings and somewhat embarrassing to admit, and overall I’m happy with this two-year blogging experience. Hopefully by putting this out there, these things won’t be poking and prodding at my mind anymore. Peace.
2017, Amaya Engleking