Wednesday, 10 October 2012
What Happened To Blogging?
Early next year PottyMouthMama will be celebrating her fifth birthday. Five years of blogging - and by no means am I one of the foremothers of blogging. Nope. Not even close. But coming up to my fifth blogging birthday has made me very reflective.
Back in those early days of blogging, it seemed a bit more fun.
Or am I wigging out on some acid (reflux) flashback?
It seemed more fun, less competitive.
More honest, less perfect.
More unique, less of the same looking photos.
More natural, less wanky.
Granted. The whole landscape has changed.
And for me personally, it's changed. I've changed. I'm no longer a stay at home mum, I'm no longer on a drip-feed of blogs, I can't keep up with responding to comments, and I can't visit so many blogs. - STOP the blogging world - I want to get off, reply to some comments, and get back on.
Back in the day, I started blogging after reading my favourites: Dooce, Meet Me At Mikes, Georgie Love, Kootoyoo. I had a newborn baby and a toddler in arms, I wanted to keep writing daily, and be part of the blogging community. I didn't fit into my mother's group, and I was looking for like-minded souls.
Back in those days blogging was a celebration of difference, about personalities, about meeting new people, sharing and having a voice and being part of a greater community.
But now blogging seems to be in a funk. Or is it me?
Has blogging lost it's fun?
How did blogging become more a competition and less a celebration?
Who did put the bomp in the bompty bompty bomp?
Are you there God? It's me, Lexi-Margaret.
I think I'm having a mid-blog crisis.
(PS Isn't that an ace image of Judy Blume's awesome book? Aww so Frenchy, so chic).