Editor's note: The following post isn't intended to make anyone feel guilty, so please do not take it as such.
Dear modern friends,
There are so many different ways I could back into or skirt around what I want to say, but I'm just going to cut straight to the nitty-gritty: this blogging thing, it's starting to be not so much fun.
When I started the ol' Modern Gal blog a year and a half ago, I did so with two intentions: 1. That it become a sort of forum or community for modern gals like myself and 2. It keep me entertained while I worked weird hours and spent hours upon hours on the road away from human contact. After a few months, it took a bit of a personal edge and developed a purpose no. 3 in my life, that being a sort of therapeutical outlet.
Well, it's pretty much none of those things now.
For the first time in quite some time in my life, I've hardly got a care in the world. I mean, I've got problems just like everyone, but none of them are weighing me down so much that I need my therapy writing. Happy life is great for the soul but does not make for terribly exciting personal blogging (at least for me), which you may have discovered.
I don't quite need the entertainment value of my blog anymore because I'm no on the road as much, and I have a legitimate social life. Before, I spent time blogging because I had little else on my random Mondays and Fridays off work while everyone else was busy. Now it's all I can do to find time to throw up a hardly thought-out post about an article I've read.
And because of one of the aforementioned factors or both or some other external force, The Modern Gal appears to have stopped being a forum or community. Despite the fact people are reading -- and I know you all are reading, I have a statcounter -- no one is commenting. In two days I've written three posts and had more than 200 unique visitors to the site and have only gotten a single comment (thank you, dear Courtney) and a single e-mail (love you, Ang!). That is absolutely unheard of here at the MG. I'd like to say I only write for myself, but it's not true. I'm writing for all you. I really, really, really do want this to be a community, with myself as the Modern Madam. It used to very much be that. But without comments, there's no interaction, and without interaction, there's no community.
So what's a Modern Gal to do? Hiatus? Believe me, I've thought about it, and I'm still thinking about it. I think the real problem is we've all gotten so busy with our real lives or jobs or our countless blogging projects that we just don't have the time to put the effort into our community like we once did. Like I said at the beginning -- I'm not trying to make anyone feel guilty. I take the blame for the collapse of community here. I realize I let the blog suffer while I was gone a few weeks in a row. I've also done a horrible, horrible job of keeping up with all of your blogs (though I'm almost caught up. Vanessa, I've saved the best for last). And I've been writing pure crap lately that even I wouldn't electively comment on.
But the burdensome feeling just isn't what it's cracked up to be, and I know could be spending my writing time on the novel I've been wanting to write for the past four years or sleeping or thinking about boy
s. BUT, I'm going to give it the ol' college try one last time.
I'm going to try to kick off a few blogging projects over the next couple of weeks. Maybe a round of Q&As with The Modern Gal, a musical mission or something else. I'm going to do whatever I can think of to engage y'all a bit more and maybe get the community juices flowing a bit on their own.
If that doesn't work, consider me on hiatus.
In the meantime, I would love, love, LOVE for you to leave me some suggestions or your two cents below. What would you like to see here? What is your favorite thing about the MG blog? What don't you care for? Do you have any ideas for blogging projects? Am I way off base? Do you have a theory for what's going on? Is the Hokey Pokey really what it's all about?
And thanks, as always, for reading.
And I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.
C'mon, that movie is awesome.
Yours in blogginess,
The Modern Gal