The tragic irony of blogs is, if you have enough time to write about your life on a consistent basis, then it’s probably not interesting enough to merit reading.
Except for me.
The tragic irony of blogs is, if you have enough time to write about your life on a consistent basis, then it’s probably not interesting enough to merit reading.
Except for me.
4 replies on “The Tragedy of Blogs”
Well said.
Hah, I’ve had the same thought.
The real reason I’ve started blogging is as a replacement for journaling. I’ve tried to get in to journaling in the past but I always give up after a few days. I’m hoping that since someone else may actually read my blog (i.e. while I’m alive) – I’ll have a little extra motivation to keep it up.
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