Blogpology

 Some blogger I’ve turned out to be, eh? At the beginning of lockdown reading and writing were all I wanted to do. All I seemed able to do! I was making great inroads into my TBR as well as all the gifted copies of books I received. I was writing short stories and  poems and overflowing with ideas. But, sadly, I’ve not been able to sustain that momentum. My reading has dwindled and some days I’m lucky if I even read 100 pages.

Photo courtesy Margoth Bonilla Flickr

 I’m not going to blame it all on the pandemic. My own indisposition, a dear friend’s unexpected cancer diagnosis and treatment. Cousins breaking their wrists and necks and having tumours on their ovaries, beloved aunts and uncles in care homes have all contributed to my blogger’s block.

It hasn’t helped that Blogger, in their infinite wisdom, have changed their interface to a far less user-friendly one. I can’t even use it on my laptop browser as the laptop is too old. So there’s a sense of immense frustration as I’ve had to go search for alternate browsers or use my iPad. Or are these just excuses?

One good thing is that I haven’t missed any deadlines for blog tours or publication dates........yet. And my aim is to never let that happen.

I’ve worried in the past because of poor followings and lack of readers that I’m not a very good blogger. But if you’re a blogger who doesn’t blog you’ve only got yourself to blame. So I suppose I’m writing this post to apologise for having been a dreadful blogger these past few months. And to convince myself that I am still a blogger! And maybe this will be just what I need to shift the momentum. But I’m also wondering if other bloggers have experienced a similar block? Or is it just me? 😟