After a long running battle with my friend exidy to see who could go the longest without posting a blog update I’ve finally cracked and, since you are reading this, posted to my much neglected blog.

This blog post will be about why I don’t update regularly.

Time: It takes me a long time to write something for here(doesn’t show does it?). Once I lay it down, spell check it, re-write it, spell check it, delete it and then start again. It takes a long time. Not that I have a real shortage of time that is.

Return: There isn’t much return for that time. One could say the same about playing video games or watching TV but those activities require little effort and don’t feel like a chore. There is of course the whole building skill points in writing, but really; I write well enough and although I could write gooder; I don’t really see a valuable return.

I guess to really keep a blog you have to get enjoyment out of writing. I don’t.

So why have a blog at all? Originally I wanted to keep a journal of my overseas trip but since returning I haven’t really had the motivation to put anything here.

I started a habit when I was writing everyday during my trip. It’s still with me for some reason. That’s thinking about it. I often phrase blogs in my head and consider writing them.

So why don’t I? Because it’s hard to transition thoughts in coherent topics. I’m sure it would become easier with practice but to what end? So what if I write all those great in my head posts out, take the time to spell check and edit them. Take the time to add links and mess about with formatting. What could I really achieve? Blogger Personality? Google Ads revenue? Scorn from mindless internet fools? Massive amounts of comment Spam? All are possible but none of them really give me money or a even a sense of satisfaction. Maybe if I had some kind of lofty Internet Personality goal I could go at it and churn out post after post that no one would read until one day Boing Boing picked it up and made me a star for a day. Then what? It’s just not me, I just don’t care enough.

The other option, I suppose, is that people actually care about what I’m up to. I doubt these people actually exist and for whatever reason don’t have me in some form of social networking medium. Not that the social network medium really highlights what I’m up to but it does better then this blog. So if you want to know what I’m up to, don’t have the book of Faces, I don’t know, call me or email me or something. Tell me how inspirational my writing is and how it really has value to you.