Shouting into the void: why there’s no such thing as a personal blog

canstockphoto7839385Hellooo??? Anybody out there?

Writing a personal blog is like shouting into a dark room – I don’t know if anyone’s there to hear my words.

It gives me a sense of freedom. After all, if no one’s gonna read this, I can say whatever I like.

I can bore my readers with long descriptions of what I had for breakfast (muffins with Marmite and a glass of orange juice, since you’re asking), rant about my opinions or witter on tediously about the enthralling highlights of my uneventful life.

I don’t need to worry about political correctness or topicality. I don’t need to be stunningly original. I don’t need to ‘focus on keywords’ or ‘optimise my writing for SEO’ or any of that crap.

I can just write.

And if most of my blog posts are just pebbles, it doesn’t matter as long as a few turn out to be diamonds.

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