As I read through my old blog posts and comments by readers, it strikes me that I have misinterpreted the importance of my blog and its readers. The current status of new posts; nil, new comments, none, the time and effort engaged in the activity of blogging, zero. A true yet scathing reality. My enthusiasm to blog has often had me wig-wagging; in fear of giving birth to drivel. The result of my labour, an inactive blog kept alive with solo discussion, a stupid attempt to scratch that itch. Note to self; several discarded drafts do not count as blogging. I was asked recently why my blogging activity had lapsed. Excuses are easy; glitches in technology, time and self-belief, have gnawed their way into that productive space. There is no satisfactory answer for the inadequacy and disappointment I felt. Bored of reading ‘Top 10 reasons why bloggers fail’ and now penalised into addressing my plight. Develop a backbone and get on with it; better known as resilience. To my beloved blog to whom I have the utmost respect. I have dishonoured you by speaking of your high maintenance and consuming nature. I have abandoned you when my focus should have been to nurture and help you flourish. Thank you for continuing to publish my meagre worth. It's a shadow of what you mean to me; I know that now, and I beg you to allow me to rekindle that vibe. I miss the furtive words between us and how you expertly present that quirky essence in every post. We can reunite, settle our differences and galvanise our messages. Our readers if we still have any, deserve a munificent offering. Let us blog until new technology eclipses. Rest assured I have measured my commitment and reflected on my misjudgement. The sentence is a lifetime of habitual offerings to keep this community alive. The Black Scribe blog started with zealous words; these posts are my legacy to remember the pledge, to blog. Messages from The 70s Our thirst for information hasn’t changed, but how we get our message across is entrenched within our communities. Confessions of a Journal An indulgence of innocent memories, brings a titillating blast from the past. The Voice of a New Writer This post is an apt and timely reminder of where the blog began. "If you're not failing every now and then, it's a sign you're not doing anything very innovative. " Woody Allen
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Josue
21/4/2019 17:17:08
Hi, very nice website, cheers!
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Novelette Williams is a contemporary fiction writer. Her short stories have been published in the following anthologies
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