Is blogging a better use of time for a freelance writer than playing Spider Solitaire? (with four suits of course, and I have managed to get it out twice, which shows how much I play it).
Does it reveal that I’m underemployed and desperately seeking work?
Or does it show an admirable willingness to engage with new media, and prove that I’m not really an old fart who still reminisces about how the Amstrad 8256 used to suddenly decide its disc was full and push all the words upwards until they disappeared off the top of the screen?
This neat little move lost you everything in the open file without a word of warning.
Neil Baker has his doubts about the usefulness of blogging, but does it anyway. Google, perhaps not surprisingly, says all journalists should blog, and many have taken up the challenge as a way of updating the content on their websites.
I’m a newcomer to it, and the more I look online the more I find a seemingly limitless cosmos of interlinking ether-existences, all posting when – like me – they should probably be doing something else.
Time to get on with that something else then.
Brilliant, best blog I’ve read since Petite. Keep it up!
Beta Mum, I left a complimentary reply to your blog. It was briefly shown as “gone to moderation”. Now I see nothing more. Could it be, that your replies are not public? If so, then that seriously modifies the opinion I expressed of your blog in my previous reply.
I would not consider a blog without a public comments list (although obviously spam, abuse, etc. has to be moderated out) to rate nearly as highly as I suggested in my previous comment.
I don’t have RSS 2.0 feed (I’m not even sure what it is) so I can’t follow responses that way.
Take your example from Petite and put your comments list up front. An advantage is that you can then call it your “fanbase”, so I understand.
Cheers,
Penny
Hi Penny,
I thought I’d approved and published your comment. I can see it on the site when I look at it. I’m just learning how to do all this, so will try again and get my brother to find out what I’ve done wrong. He’s a techno-whizz. I’m not.
Beta Mum