As you all know, lately I’ve been in a blogging funk.
The weird, and kinda cool, thing is that everyone else seems to be in the same boat. Scrolling through my Bloglovin’ and twitter feeds, its like almost every blogger I know is experience what I can only assume is some kind of burn out with the end of the year drawing closer. I reckon we’re all exhausted. Too much christmas hype, too many ideas in our heads from the entire year, probably too much wine too often.
One of these posts, however, stuck in my mind.
We all know Rhianna over at Robowecop. I don’t even need to do the ‘if you’re not following…’ thing because lets face it, you are. Her post, entitled ‘Blogging Slump’, really hits the nail on the head.
Blogger envy is something I’ve been wanting to write on for a while but have never got round to. A few weeks ago it just kept moving further down the list in favour of more popular posts like ‘look at this stuff that I bought with my overdraft’ and other such things. (Free BarryM Get Up & Glow Palette, A Little Lush Winter Haul etc.)
In this little pearl of a post, Rhi blames her blogging slump on envy, something I feel is entirely rational and reasonable. I blame mine on that too. (I also blame her blog for being my goals so, Rhi, you’re part of the problem k thnkx.) She calls for more freedom to just be herself while blogging, instead of being ‘a blogger’, with alcohol, carbs and netflix galore. I feel it on a spiritual level. And, Rhi, you’re right – no amount of people telling us how much they love our blogs will change the way we feel (not that it’s not nice to hear…)
The Green Eyed Blogger is in all of us.
Don’t even try to deny (that rhymes).
Lately I had a long sit down with Ollie with a huge mug of tea (branded with a well-known sports retailer’s logo) and we talked about my little blogging issue. I showed him tens of millions of blogs that I wanted to be just like. Rhi, Joe, Freya, Sophie, Carrie and a million more. I’d fixate on a little thing that they do and then feel even worse when it just wasn’t working for me. If anything, it just made the problem worse. It was all ‘why can’t I have pretty white photos like Sophie?’, ‘why can’t I find something I’m passionate about like Joe?’, why am I generally just not them?
I’ve spent too long tailoring my blog and my posts and my image to represent something that I’m intrinsically not, but I feel the blogging world is. I am not luxury (but, I don’t know if you know, I do live in Paris…), I’m not a model, I’m not great at editing photos or being cute. My talents mainly roll down into being straight talking, making jokes that aren’t funny, and complaining.
So that’s what n&b is.
Straight talking bad jokes about things that I hate (obv with a positive spin).
You can put that on my headstone.
How many bloggers can say that’s what their niche is? Yeah, didn’t think so.
I’m back, baby!