I'd call this like once-a-year activity where I acknowledge my much unknown and lost blog..it's like an abandoned pup. You think of it every once in a way, you miss it too but you never really go back for it.
Have been considering this for a while now but inertia gets better of me and am never able to gather myself and my time together to write. Like, I waste time on facebook, then there are iGames, tv, real work, house-homework and the endless list of things which does not quite comprise of anything but lame reasons.
What drives me away more are the hopeless writers (can you beat that, there are people who are worse than me!!!), their mediocre styles of writing. Its like sipping on really crappy coffee that you never feel like having coffee ever again..wonder that never happens with alcohol- but then there is no such thing as 'bad' alcohol eh!
But if it all sounds like am just finding ways not to write, well...that is what it is. There is plenty of inspiration but the will. Will.i.am..has anyone heard that album? Wait, the right question would be why would anyone be interested in listening to peecee....and while I digress yet again, it can make an eligible reason not to be writing - digressing with thought waves like unleashed vagabond kite!
I am thinking of writing a critique-blog soon, you know the work is fairly easy and subjective in nature plus you get the liberty to be mean, bitchy and nasty by virtue of the task undertaken!
Oh by the way I did read this book by madam Preety/Preetie/Pretty Shenoy, looked like her blog compilation...and boy! I must admit I did feel like tearing the book apart first and then myself, if only it were possible. I mean she talked like a stupid teenage parrot rambling about her life - I mean, common I do the same thing but do I go about publishing these into a paperback! Some N no. of bubblegums and stupid candies or something - I haven't chewed on either ever since.
And then there is this lady who addresses her kid as "The child"...'the child asked me questions today and I must say I was amazed....', I felt like asking her if she was considering being a padre anytime....
Not that am a great writer but I have fewer to none readers that I torture either. Whilst rest would argue over my arguments, i.e., if anyone reads, I do feel bad writers inculcate fear in the aspiring ones to stay away.
Thanks to free media, everyones gets to write, publish and if lucky, have followers and readers too but why settle with mediocrity?
And as it turns out that these annual blogging sessions are quite purgative, and that a tiny li'l part of me squeaks out a promise of being more regular...but only time will tell.
Let's see what 2013 has in store after an eventful 2012, the 12.12.12 and the much awaited 21.12.12
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