Death of a blog.
Blog, I let you die.
Try as I might, I can’t avoid your gaze : “You left me this way ” you say.
“Remember the day that I created you?” I shuffle nervously, sure in my guilt. “You got 30 hits a day” I say.
You quote Shakey : ” Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse” …and I concur. And I am sorry.
“But is it not you, flakey with your verbiage and your version of the true, that warps the appearance, and obscures the view…”
‘Stop!’ I say. ‘How dare you question my ideas, the trickle of which adheres to this web of inter-fearance. I made you! You’re just a job-slob slogging at a bad blog..’
“Yeah? Well you wanted a techno-utopia…here it is! I’m on no hits, you hear?!No hits!”
Blog, I let you die.
This is so sad
And here I was waiting for the next post…
It’s not how many hits you take, but how big a puff you partake of ‘em.
i agree with the previous comment. why blog for others?? i know i become discouraged when i get no hits on my blog too to be honest…but i think ultimately this is for you…this is your space.
Don’t fret people…no blogs were hurt in the making of this post.
Tongue was firmly in cheek.
Tongue firmly in where?
I think you had better stick to blogging.