Those of you who have been with me for a good long while know that I'm well into my third year of this blogging janx. I've pretty much put myself out there, and let the bird detritus fly where it may. You also may have noticed that, of late, I've been a woefully bad bloggy correspondent.
Here are a few reasons why:
10. I never meant to go two weeks between posts. But I've discovered that my avocation (The Scholastic Scribe) and my vocation sometimes aren't comfortable companions. And I need to grade more than a few papers to pay the bills.
9. A former student warned me a couple of months ago that I was getting too close to my subject. I have since realized, however, that Principal Man and His Merry Band of Idiots are either a) too dense or b) too preoccupied to pay much attention to my voice in the wilderness.
8. Speaking of Principal Man, I've started to feel just a wee bit sorry for the guy. A local Internet forum has been doing quite a bit of its own bashing, criticizing not only his management of Our Humble High School, but his clothes, his weight, his tendency to happily ride a "tsunami of shame" from high school to high school, where he is mocked by both students and staff. Oh, and his salary, which clocks in at a healthy $249,000 per annum. Quite a lot for an incompetent doofus, correctamundo?
7. The necessity of blog maintenance and upkeep has begun to feel ginormous to me. Listen, I was the chica who used to post every day, and that insanity went on for two years. No, I don't know how I maintained that output, but I think all that slogging through the blogosphere is having a delayed effect on my psyche. I call it PTBD ~ Post Traumatic Blogging Disorder.
6. I'm 39 posts away from 1,000. With that milestone looming, your intrepid Scribe is feeling a tad bit intimidated.
5. Writer's block has become a common malady, of late. See #7 and #6 for further clarification.
4. I feel that I'm in danger of repeating myself. I've never had this problem. Seriously. Perhaps #7, #6 and #5 have something to do with this?
3. Twitter has recently begun to suck the oxygen out of my atmosphere. I've suddenly become obsessed with "microbursts."
2. As part of my recent Twitter fixation, I've also become preoccupied with making #nachos a "trending topic."
1. Please help me in my campaign. I hit 1,000 tweets sometime around 9 last night. One of them had to do with my #nacho obsession.