It’s one of those conundrums that I think many of us bloggers go through. I’ve been through it before in previous incarnations of my online journal but this is the first time since ‘James Proclaims’ began.
Essentially I’ve had a sustained period of ‘not blogging’. It’s been almost three weeks since my last post, which if blogging were akin to substance dependency would be a cause for celebration, but the point of being a blogger is…well… to blog.
And that I haven’t for almost three weeks is a bad thing if I want people to keep reading the stuff I write.
And I very much want people to read the stuff I write because it’s good for my overly-fragile ego.
So the questions is, do I acknowledge my absence from the blogosphere, apologise to my loyal readers, offer my excuses and vow to post more regularly in the future or do I, instead, just dive back in and write a short satirical story about the everyday ennui that affects us all, exploiting my trademark humour to great affect and hope that my three-week sabbatical goes unnoticed?
Well neither as it turns out.
I’m not apologising for not blogging. That’s mental. No-one depends on this blog and if some people get some amusement out of my ramblings, well that’s all well and good, but no-one needs me to do this and to pretend otherwise would be arrogant and self-indulgent. Although I am frequently both of those things, I’m going to reign myself in and acknowledge that my absence from the blogosphere didn’t break the internet.
Actually it’s not true that no-one needs me to do this. I need me to do this. But I’m not apologising to myself. Because it’s my fault I haven’t blogged so I don’t deserve an apology.
Nonetheless I feel I should dedicate today’s post to my absence from these pages because, frankly, it might happen again and I need to establish protocols for when it does.
In future, if I disappear from the blogosphere, I’m not necessarily going to acknowledge it or offer an explanation upon my return. Unless the reason is interesting and blogworthy.
But it isn’t this time and, truthfully, it’s unlikely to be interesting in the future. Because I really don’t lead that interesting a life.
Mostly it was a combination of being busy at work, coupled with being a bit busy in other areas of my life. Also I had a fairly unpleasant virus for about a week. And there was one unfortunate occasion when I got drunk, alone, in front of the TV.
I’m not sure what that says about me.
There were still numerous times I could have posted something, but I didn’t. Mostly because I couldn’t be bothered.
I think that’s ok though. This isn’t my job and even though I would quite like it if someone were to pay me to write irrelevant and irreverent nonsense for a website, it’s unlikely to happen anytime soon.
For now my job is to teach maths to teenagers and while it irritates me that it sometimes gets in the way of the lyrical online party that is ‘James Proclaims’ it does mean I can pay my mortgage.
And eat.
And buy beer to drink alone in front of the TV.
So to summarise, I’ve been away but it doesn’t really matter. I’m back now. I will blog again this week.
Hopefully it’ll be about something good.
But it might not be.
And I am always happy to hear from you… even if sporadic or after an absence. Sometimes life happens.
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I too have taken a “sabbatical” but I’m back at it! I’ve signed up for the NaBloPoMo challenge for the month of November. I need accountability. I need to own this blog and give it the attention it needs.
I found it most helpful to make myself a Daily Post jar. When I’m stuck, I pull out a slip of paper to give me direction. When I’m on a roll, I keep writing! I have some posts that I haven’t published yet and I save them for those days I can’t bring myself to blog.
You can do it! Your blog doesn’t have to be a about the ennui of your life. Make up a fictional character and takes us on his/her adventures!
Once you get back in the habit of blogging on a regular basis, the wheels will start turning and you won’t be “stuck” again. November is National Blog Posting Month so….
JUST.DO.IT.
Best of luck,
Melle
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Haha, you read my mind – I am indeed going to do NaBloPoMo!
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Welcome back man, we were about to send out a search party… 😉
Will await your further entertaining posts, the fact you have anything left in the tank after teaching maths to teenagers is, to me, in itself something to admire. No wonder you need a drink!
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It’s a combination of coffee during the week and beer on the weekends that keeps me going…
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I’ll drink to that mate!
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Finally! I did wonder where you were, and actually blamed myself for being too lazy to look you up in my “reader”, so I appreciate that you would apologiZe for me accepting the blame for something that I didn’t do, etc, etc (all that, and I don’t even drink beer….) Glad you are feeling better, and glad you’re back on the web!
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Thanks and I do indeed apologise for putting you through that unnecessary guilt…
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I really missed you! Glad to see you back again 🙂
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🙂
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Glad you’re back I did wonder what had happened to you.
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Ditto all the above. (Don’t you just hate that “Ditto” thing? I mean I should be ale to be original and readable on my own, shouldn’t I?) However, life does interfere sometimes and stuff happens. Glad you’re back, I’ll read your blogs when they appear, and wish you a happy and healthy life.
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Okay, I really meant to say “able to be … “
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But then I do like my ale…
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All of the above is totally understandable. Happens to all of us and it never seems to go away does it. Whenever I take blogging breaks I never know if I should acknowledge it in a post or keep on rolling like it was no big deal. In the past, I did a lot of acknowledging, but lately I just roll with it. I’m really only explaining the absence to myself anyway because I am convinced, no one else cares. Ha! Glad you are back!
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