I've lost my attention span. Or rather, bloggers have lost my attention. I have a healthy list of Google Reader subscriptions that I once paid attention to daily; lots of news bits to keep me up on the latest happenings in the world and many, many food blogs to keep my appetite for food porn sated.
The great thing about the internet is that anyone can self-publish. The terrible thing about the internet is that anyone can self-publish. Unfortunately, the success of Julie and Julia has made every home cook in a mid-life crisis yearn for a book contract and a movie deal. What I got out of that film was that Julie was an immature, entitled, self-important woman with one inspired idea. Lucky her. She won the blogger lotto.
The idea of stumbling across the next great blog appealed to me, until the Nutella Brownie incident. The post title boasted a 3-ingredient recipe for Nutella brownies and I simply had to know how something that sounded so delectable could be so simple. I clicked the link and began to read. Like many food blogs (mine included), the recipe was ensconced in a story from the author, in this case about a triathlon. I'm not into running (much less reading about someone else running), so I sort of skimmed the introduction then began to scroll down for the recipe. I scrolled. And I scrolled. Blah, blah, blah. I scrolled some more. Yaddah, yaddah, yaddah. I clicked to page 2. Pretty pictures of the race route. Page 3. Where the hell is the recipe?? Just tell me how to make the freaking brownies already??? Let's just say by the time I got to it I didn't care anymore. (And what the race had to do with brownies, I couldn't tell you.)
I began to realize that I didn't really care about most of the blogs I was following. It was hoarder-ish of me to have all these subscriptions, to bookmark
If you're a blogger and you enjoy it, don't be offended by my words. I do believe in art for art's sake; if you want to write a blog, have at it. There are a few blogs I enjoy reading on occasion, some for their stories, some for the food, some because they are written by friends I want to know better. But for the most part, I've stopped following so many subscriptions, clicking so many links, reading every bit of ephemera that comes my way. When I'm looking for a recipe, I'll go to the same trusted sources I've always used: The Joy of Cooking, America's Test Kitchen, and Epicurious.
I've removed the link to this blog from my Twitter account and decided to stop worrying about maintaining it. I'm getting out of the game. Does this mean I'm giving up this blog entirely? Maybe, maybe not. I do know that I'm not going to have blogger's guilt when time lapses between posts. I won't force anything. I'm not going to worry if nobody is reading anything I do post. I do think a few of my stories have been worth telling, and if I come up with more you'll be the first to know.