Radio Silence?
Posted By Kathleen David on November 18, 2009
There are times when I write in the web log that I think of the lyrics from 1776 sung by John Adams
Is anybody out there?
Does anybody care?
Does anybody see what I see?
I know that my traffic is not that of my husband’s web log. I also know that a lot of readers have gone to the shorter forms of Facebook and Twitter for their social reading. Others have just stopped visiting for whatever reason. And I do ponder why people stop reading or commenting. Am I writing material that is just that banal? I do tend to stay away from certain topics here on purpose.
Then I stop and remember why I started writing this web log. It started for my family to have a day to day look at my life with Caroline and the rest of my family since there were so many things happening so fast in her little life. I didn’t want to forget to tell them. Then I started to make a record for Caroline to read down the road if she wants to. She can read about the things she did before she could really remember doing them and recall things that she has vague memories of. Friends found out about it and they started reading which makes getting together with them much easier because we don’t have to spend a lot of time catching up on things because they have been reading my web log.
I have made new friends through this web log. I have met people in real life that I would not have if I hadn’t had a web log. I have participated in groups and activities that I would not have if it hadn’t been for this web log.
So it serves several purposes for me. And I plan on continuing to write in it. If there is a pause, just put it down to life that got a little hectic and I’ll be back once things settle down. We had some news that we are still processing so good thoughts for a good outcome would be nice to have.
I do have my regulars who do comment and I so appreciate that.
I am grateful that I have been writing here as long as I have.
I’m still here! I have to admit that I haven’t visited for a week or 2. I’ve had Uni exams and work is starting to get really busy.
My Dear Lady, I started reading Peter’s blog five years ago. Many times he would post daily back then. He is much busier now leaving posting to three times a week. This is not being critical of him as a person juggling many writing tasks can only devote so much time to a blog.
That said, I noted your blog on the right side of Peter’s blog. I liked your blog. You have puppetry and writing. You have laundry and cleaning. You have time for writing and to wipe a runny nose. You are a Whovian. (I recently started watching the Doctor via Netflix and remembered why I liked the Doctor so many years ago.).
Write on, dear lady. I shall read you ever day.
That said, if you get a comixmix widget for your blog, I may have to visit you first then see if Peter has some to say after I enjoy the latest post.
Write on.
Hey, Kath,
Don’t sweat it if some people don’t always come in to chat. I for one am a regular reader and I enjoy your words more often than not. I chalk that up to a simple case of not being into the same things as you are. I’ve got lots of friends that I don’t have that much in common with, so that’s no biggie as far as I’m concerned.
I’m also a person that got into reading your blog because of my enjoyment of Peter’s work and his blog, and even though we’ve never met, I kind of consider us friends because your writings have let me come into your life and your family’s. I’d miss that if it went away, so please don’t stop!
Kath, When I am able, I almost always read Mark Evanier’s page, Peter’s page, and yours. I actually find that I comment a lot and say that I’m happy to hear this or saddened by that. Unfortunately, these pesky computers don’t seem to transmit my words unless I actually type them. In any case, when you aren’t able to write, it is certainly understandable, and when you are able to write it is welcome and pleasant.
Among many other things, I am grateful to have someone remind me (sometimes by direct comparison and sometimes by making me reflect on our differences) of things for which I should be grateful. In short (not my forte), I thank you.
Still here and still reading. I lurk more often than I write, though. I would imagine that for every comment you get, a bunch of us are here in the background nodding and smiling, but not putting fingers to keyboard. I appreciate your blog and will make the effort to let you know more often.