When I first started my blog and actually began to gather followers, I was so grateful, and I felt an obligation to follow each one of them in turn. And that was fine for a time, when the numbers were low. But things quickly spiraled out of control, and I found myself unable to keep up. Reading all the lovely blog posts started to take up much more time than I expected, and I found myself starting to resent having to read so much. How sad, because I love to read!
I tried spacing it out a bit, only reading a few here and there. But soon I found myself overwhelmed with so much in my inbox that I had times where I had to sweep it all away in a massive deleting. This broke my heart; callously clicking away others words without so much as a glance. So I decided that I needed to start being a bit more selective in the blogs I follow, so I could help my oversensitive self not panic by being inundated with so much information. Now that I follow a smaller number of blogs, I find I am relaxed and once more enjoying the world of blogging.
And as I look at the flip side of things, I notice that I actually have 77 followers now; yet if I’m lucky on a good day I might get 7 people who read and/or like my post. And that is perfectly fine, as I write for the joy of it, not the adoration. But I have to wonder if other bloggers have also amassed an unmanageable amount of blogs they follow. Like some kind of blogging fever that strikes when a blogger is fresh and new, excited and ready to take on all the wonderful offerings that are out there to read.
It all reminds me of days past, when people used to read magazines and actually subscribe to them, having them sent to their homes. It used to be a common problem once upon a time; getting carried away with too many magazine subscriptions and never enough time to read them all. The solution for that problem was picking out only one or two that really merited interest and not renewing the rest.
Well now the same seems to hold true for the plethora of blogs available to read, and I find myself having to select a reasonable number that I can give quality time to reading. And as with all things in life, that is ever changing. As I un-follow some blogs, I find new ones that I want to follow – and I’m sure that the same is done with my blogs. Such is life, always full of change, and such is the reason that I am only a part-time reader of blogs.
I knew it would happen; the threatening tears, the foul mouthed words. It is the annoyance and lack of patience I have with technology. In trying to copy and paste and arrange whatever the hell a widget is in order to post my two recent award nominations, I could feel it happening again, the familiar hair-pulling frustration. I accept the world of computers, and use mine for quite a few things, but anything too advanced makes me want to scream! And yes, at times the seemingly basic steps of copying and pasting are too advanced. I have always been slow to accept technology; my children who graduated from high school in 2003 and 2005 never had a home computer to use – we were a bit slow to jump into that world. And imagine that, they graduated, both in the top half of their classes! Cell phones were also a bitter issue, with neither child having one until they were out of high school and on their own. And once more, they managed to make it through high school with a social life intact. I haven’t owned a television for two years now, so I am out of the loop of all that, what with Tivo and DVR or whatever the letters are supposed to be. My cell phone is designed to only make calls and receive calls; I do not know how to text and I do not want to learn either. I went back to college last year for awhile, and I thanked God for all the tutors there when it came time to write my first paper, in which writing actually meant composing it on the computer. I recall the first time I went for help with a paper, I didn’t even know how to double space! I have come quite a ways in writing on the computer. But the funny, and somewhat ironic thing is, I have always had a secret desire to be a recording engineer – talk about dealing with technology! But in that case, my love affair with music seems to override any fears or doubts I have about my capabilities. In the land of music, I feel like I can do it all! I would like to share a poem I wrote, after observing some of my fellow classmates in my sociology class. We had met at a coffee shop to work on a project, with me being a good 30+ years older than all of them. And as we sat at the table working on our project, I had to laugh as each one could not let their cell phone out of their sight for more than a few minutes- and I went home and wrote this poem….
You see them everywhere
The plastic rectangles
Attached to a hand
Always close by
Never out of sight
I must have you near me!
What if I fail to hear you?
Or see your face light up?
With a message for me!
From the others
Security blankets for a new generation
Comfort and reassurance
Wrapped in the blanket of technology