Hello Blog, you’ve finally worn me down and now here I am. Blogging.
Until now I thought blogging was a self-indulgent pass time done by those who clearly have too much time on their hands, sort of like the new Sudoku. Honestly, unless your name is Bridget Jones I don’t want to read about what you ate for breakfast or what colour undies you’re wearing.
So aside from feeling left out and ostracised from the writing community, why am I blogging? I’m comparing my blog to a literary gym. A place to practice my new big words and to try to figure out once and for all if I should be using “are” or “is” in a sentence.
Now that blogs are so ubiquitous (there’s my big word. Like it?) I’ll be thrilled if anyone reads it. If you are reading this, please throw some big words my way and I’ll work them into a future blog.
So there it is. my first blog done. Like Facebook and coloured denim, I swore I’d never do it – but now look at me go. Thanks for coming along for the ride.
By the way, in case you were wondering, I ate muesli with banana on it for breakfast and my undies are white.