I don’t know if the cosmos is chiding me or something, but lately it seems like the “Just Pressed” page at WordPress has at least a post a day that stresses how important it is to just sit down and write something.
I can see how that might be a useful exercise to, say, an author; my former co-worker Betty Webb, who’s published a half-dozen mystery novels, would probably be more instructive about this. But for casual bloggers like me, I think the opposite is true.
A blog isn’t a diary — or it shouldn’t be, anyway. A blog has readers, and you’d better have something interesting to share with them, or you’ve just wasted their time. Like, today I watched a video that a friend had sent me in which a woman performed a “dance” on butter. Let’s see how much you get through ….
OK, we’re back? Let’s discuss what the point of that was. Wait — would it affect your opinion if I told you that the full performance was TWENTY MINUTES LONG? I kept thinking, can you imagine being in that audience? Twenty minutes of nothing but those damn drums and one woman face-planting over and over again, serious as a heart attack the whole time?
Hey, thanks for demonstrating that butter is slippery! Or is it some sort of grander indictment of dairy? Why Indonesian drums? Why the sausage dress? I couldn’t even watch four minutes before I was like, “This is boring and repetitive Thank God I can fast-forward to see if anything different happens.” (Spoiler alert: Nothing does.) If I’m going to watch a woman dip it low and be all slippery, it’s going to be Christina Milian … say, at the 0:47 point.
Sorry about the blatant sexualization of women and everything, but still. So much more entertaining. And less than four minutes long.
To put it in a blog context: Nothing interesting has been going on. And rather than post something every day that says, “Nothing interesting has been going on, and here’s what I wore,” why not respect that people are too busy to watch you roll around in butter for 20 minutes while you say nothing?