Have you ever seen the poncy prince from Monty Python and the search for the holy grail?
All he ever wanted to do was burst into song!
This week's blog put me in mind of that. Our author is a 22 year old physiotherapist who only wants to don his leotard and trip the light fantastic.
The look is nothing new, basic blogger template, but at least it's been kept white and tidy. Nothing to write home about.
Kid, you are good at this writing lark, technically at least. You craft and shape posts, they are structured and paced, and read well. Almost methodically.
I bet you line your shoes up according to lace length outside your bedroom door of an evening too.
The thing is, while it's nice to see, it gets boring. You need some flesh on those bones.
You lean heavily on quotes and lyrics as the seed for your entries, too heavily. I'm not bothered what Gary Barlow thinks of things, if I read your personal blog I want to know what you think.
You write a lot there when you are bored, or fed up, which accumulates into one big whine. Regardless of what you write it's to a certain standard, but it would make a huge difference if you wrote more about what excites you, the things you love, your passion. Have a look at the difference between this and this. Or this and this. Which posts are better?
When you write, you pass. When you write about your real interests, you excel. Write about dance, write about the redhead.
I think you blog because you think you should, not because you are driven to. You have capabilities that help you pull it off, but over time you will be found out if it's not sincere.
Personal blogs need a heartbeat, yours is there, but it's faint. Forget the moaning and the 'I-don't-know-what-to-write' rubbish. Live and write, or don't.
For making me chuckle at the campness & ditzyness, and for being a good post crafter, one of these. More? That's up to you.
For the whining and run-of-the-millness: