Twitter Killed My Blog

When I look at my blog and previous blogs, I suddenly realize that I used to be so much funnier and more regular with my postings so, I sit down wondering what the problem was.

The problem is Twitter....and Facebook.

If you are a blogger, you will also be familiar with a problem we call laziness. Sometimes, we just have nothing fancy or funny to say so, instead of making ourselves sound really silly, we decide to say nothing. And one day of saying nothing could easily lead to ten days of saying nothing. Then a month. Then before you know it, you've stopped blogging.

I've never had this problem before because I write a lot, anyway, but I do occasionally have a problem with trying to find something positive, fun and exciting to say. But I say it anyway.

These days, I find it all the more difficult because if I had something to say but am too lazy to think of a nice way of saying it, I Tweet it. or I update my Facebook status. There, I have a limit to ensure that I don't continue rambling like I am now.

With Twitter, especially. =) 140 characters is all you have. Oh joy! Now let's screw some spelling up! I have a problem with that....screwing the spelling up. It's just the writer in me protesting 'WRONG SPELLING, WRONG SPELLING, WRONG SPELLING'.

Suffice to say, I will now deduce that Twitter killed my Blogging activities. If you are not already following me on Twitter, what the heck, follow me. I have more to say there than I have here, anyway. =) Cheerios! It's FLYday, babes!

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