Gimme Big Mac, gimme fries to go

You know how you don’t feel like going back to work after a holiday? That’s kind of how I feel about blogging after my week off.

I know, I know, that’s hardly the kind of attitude that’s going to get me out of the Blogging equivalent of the Vauxhall Conference, but it’s true. Sometimes, I feel like blogging’s an obligation rather than something to do because I want to, although in fairness I do enjoy writing most of the time; it’s only those odd days when inspiration is absent that I feel like I’m hammering out an entry because I’ve got a one-per-day schedule to stick to.

But stick to the schedule I must, which is why I rattle off the occasional “empty” blog post. You can spot these quite easily; they meander around a little, touch on a few subjects, perhaps contain a nice turn of phrase or two, but at the end you’re not really any the wiser about anything, save perhaps a few details of my childhood. The cynically-minded may claim that I use childhood reminiscences in an attempt to invoke the warm glow of nostalgic recognition which will hopefully blind you to the fact that the post itself doesn’t have any real content (call it the Peter Kay Effect, if you like), but I couldn’t possibly comment.

I tend to think of these posts as the blogging equivalent of fast food; they’re easy to prepare and fill you up, but you wouldn’t want them all the time. I could go all Morgan Spurlock and try spending a month writing nothing but fast food posts but, in the same way that Spurlock gained an unhealthy amount of weight, I’d lose an unhealthy number of readers. Whereas Spurlock was able to lose that weight again, I’m not sure I’d be able to regain the readers; so, if it’s all the same to you, I’m going to give that experiment a miss.

Still, having said little of any consequence in the last few paragraphs, I think it’s fair to assume that this was a fast food post; I’d better do some exercise and come up with at least one topic to write about tomorrow, otherwise I’ll be metaphorically ballooning in weight quicker than you can say “Supershrink my audience”…

Thanks for visiting the tossr drive-thru. Have a nice day.









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