The casual nature of both reading and writing blogs is what drew me to blogging.
I celebrate when I trip upon something interesting or an issue that resonates with me.
Learning about other people and their journey through this crazy world truly fascinates me.
There are some very talented writers and creatives that blog on a consistent and professional level.
Some leave my head spinning as I read their posts and see all the work they’ve done. I aspire to be half as good.
Very little bugs me about blogs because it’s easy to go onto the next one if something isn’t sitting quite right with one. But sometimes I don’t want to move on because I’m drawn to the subject matter, but still there’s this gnawing little gripe that gets me.
Spelling and grammatical errors, if few, don’t bother me.
Hey, I hate grammar. I write the way I talk and I talk the way I write. Blogs are often written on the fly and the odd mistake or structure issue isn’t a big deal. Hey, I do it all the time.
Dropping the F-Bomb is no big deal for me either. I mean, don’t get me wrong, it needs to be appropriate and not over blown but swearing doesn’t bug me.
Commas?–ugh–now they bug me but not when reading someone else’s stuff. They are the death of me in my own writing.
I either use a kazillion of them or forget about them all together. I’ll put a comma in a sentence only to stare at it for an hour and take it out and then put it back in.
Muddled thoughts? Nah, I’m used to that.
After all, my blog is My Twisted Writer Brain. If that doesn’t give you a clue as to my personality and writing style, I’m not sure what would.
Even subject matter doesn’t bother me. Meh, if it’s not something I’m interested in, I’ll just move on.
Poor writing? Hey, we all start somewhere, right? Sometimes the story within the poor writing still makes a blog worth reading. Let’s face it, writing can be learned but being a great story teller is a gift.
You know what really bugs me?
Lack of breaks in the writing…
Just masses and masses of words jammed onto a page. Omg, makes me squeamish just thinking about it.
Now, I’m talking here about 1000+ words just vomited on the page.
I go to these blogs because I’m intrigued by the title and really want to read them. I start–I really do, but I never get far before I feel cross-eyed and nauseous .
The sad thing is that these are probably really good posts. I feel like I’m missing out but I just can’t do it. My eyes and head won’t let me.
I’ve come to the conclusion that those types of blogs maybe an exercise in stream of consciousness and I’m not actually meant to read them or they’re a rant, written with such ferocity that there was no time to do paragraph breaks. Idk.
Have I told you how much I love reading?
That’s my little rant today. I almost wish I could go in and put in the breaks in some of those blogs myself but alas that’s probably my mommy fix-it-all instincts.
So, now you know what bugs me, but maybe it’s just me.
I hoped that no actual bloggers were harmed in the writing of this crazy post.
What bugs you about the blogging world, blogs, or what say you? Let me know.
Happy Writing. Happy Blogging.
Have a great week.xo