I've been blogging far too often lately. Readers grow weary of persistent bloggers. It's kind of like a persistent rash. Or a guest who outstays his welcome.
I know some bloggers who refrain from writing until they have something important or profound to say. Hell, if I did that, you'd hear from me once a year. Importance is no longer in my repertoire.
I not only worry about boring my readers, I'm also concerned about plying them with too much of a good thing.
(you can't see my wry grin, can you?)
My recent post Sharing a Cher Moment
was slightly unpopular because I turned it into a rancid political rant. After I posted it I could feel the temperature suddenly drop 80 degrees - - and I could sense readers backing off like they had encountered a Quarantine notice.
An angry mob with torches and pitchforks is clamoring up the mountain path!
I do these rants deliberately - solely to annoy certain people, and it works like a charm. Being annoying is one of the few legal pleasures I have left.
Anyone who knows me well, knows that my bark is far worse than my bite. Most of the time.
WOOF!!
Butterfly photos taken today
Then I quickly posted a few of my piano videos (previous post) to impress certain people. And wouldn't you know these certain people didn't show up.
I read all of your kind comments, but I didn't respond to all of them simply because I'm lazy.
And modest.
Hell, how could I respond?
"I'm even more talented than you perceived?"
I'm grinning again. I've had a beer (or two) to cut the nasty edge off the afternoon. The heat is intense and persistent - in the 90s with extremely high humidity.
The humid jungle-like back yard
Last evening there was an extraordinarily horrendous thunderstorm. The lightning was sharp, but the thunder was so close I feared I might be struck and rumbled to death.
Another storm is predicted for tonight. By now the weeds on my property have assumed King Kong proportions. They're 15 feet high and impassable. It would take scythes and safari guides to get me the hell out of here.
I no longer give a shit (or a crap - if you want the Disney version). I've been in a severe depression for a very long time. I never write about it. Why should I? Heck, you're still recovering from my Cher rant.....
View from the back porch this morning
I've been tossing a few recent photos into this post, simply to make it more interesting.
Of course, I'm damn interesting even without photos.
Moon in the morning.
Can't remember what day I took these, but it was some time last week.
Check out my other blog - you won't regret it. Well, not much, anyway....
http://cabinetofcurioustreasures.blogspot.com
well, I have already seen the music posts; I would LOVE to hear you play with a good recording sound system. and the butterflies are pretty.
ReplyDeleteI doubt if I'll ever live long enough to own a good recording sound system....
DeleteYour place looks like a jungle, but a nice one with that blue sky and the butterflies. I'm sorry that you are depressed, you hide it pretty well. I don't always take the rants too seriously ! :)
ReplyDeleteI often write with a very sharp edge, but it's not intended to wound. I'm really a sweetheart underneath it all....way down deep...
DeleteIt has been dry here the past three days, but rain is predicted again the last of the week. Our yard needed mowing every week and I have hired it mowed the pass four times. It's costing me too much. I will do it from now on and let it grow a while. I look forward to reading your blog.
ReplyDeleteI always knew Tennessee would be humid and wet, but I really never knew it rained here so OFTEN. I don't mind the rain - - but the weeds grow unbelievably fast and there's no way I can keep up with them. I have two acres.
DeleteI can't wait for your drunken post(s) after Hillary wins.
ReplyDeleteIf Hillary wins I probably won't have a chance to write a rant - - I'll either drop dead or be rendered speechless....
DeleteUntil recently, I never realized how decidedly rural your home's footprint really is! The butterflies are gorgeous, and if you wait long enough, Jack Frost will take care of the weeds. (Won't he?)
ReplyDeleteTrust me, Myra, it's rural here with a capital "R". I'm in the freaking middle of nowhere - - but there are so many logging trucks going by that I fear the forest will soon be replaced by a Walmart.
DeleteYes, Jack Frost will take care of the weeds - and before they grow back, I plan to spray the HELL out of them.
See? No worries Jon. You have a following who will read anything you post, and as you called it above, your 'rancid political..', it only seems to attract more of what would be your best demographic, for readership in numbers.
ReplyDeleteYou're doing fine.
Cheers,
Mike
I truly appreciate your kind words of encouragement, Mike. I need all the help I can get.....
Delete"An angry mob with torches and pitchforks is clamoring up the mountain path!" Jon, I saw the Karloff flicks and must advise: Don't let them chase you up to the windmill! I'm never bored here and your photos are exceptional. Only other photographer I know who gets that close to butterflies and other insects is Norma --whose latest effort percolated a poem out of me at Invalid's Workshop" today. You keep writing. I'm not so shallow as to discount your views and political observations --this is America, not Stepford. Good thing too!
ReplyDeleteGeo, I usually creep up to the butterflies - about a distance of five or six feet - and then I use the zoom lens on my El Cheapo camera. Later, I darken the photos to make the foreground colors stand out. Actually I have no idea what I'm doing - but I do it reasonably well.
DeleteI was fully confident that you wouldn't be among those with torches and pitchforks...
It's very green off your back porch and so peaceful looking. I'm sorry that you're dealing with depression. That's not easy to contend with. I would think writing helps ... so write as you please, when you please.
ReplyDeleteThere are lots of problems and inconveniences living here in the wilderness, but I truly love the privacy and peace.
DeleteWriting and music are the two things that keep me going - I couldn't exist without them.
LUSH, green. Talking about the foliage. Hoping the doldrums fade away soon. AUTUMN is coming soon with cool crisp air and brightly colored leaves. It will invigorate you.
ReplyDeleteAs you well know, autumn is my favorite time of year and I'm really looking forward to taking photos of the colorful foliage. The best thing is that I don't have to go far to see it. It's right here in my back yard.
DeleteBlogging has taught me lot of things. I feel happy to do blogging. I enjoyed seeing all your pictures. Your camera quality is good:)
ReplyDeleteBlogging can definitely become a habit - but writing is an extremely beneficial catharsis. And I enjoy the interaction with my readers.
DeleteBelieve it or not, my camera is an old (ancient) Kodak Easy Share digital.
You've NEVER been 'boring', Jon. Only sometimes I feel a certain apprehension in opening up some of your blogs because I can see from your initial words in the 'mini-preview' we get, that it's going to be deeper, and maybe more upsetting - or plainly just too controversial - than my mood at that moment wants to take on. So I must admit I sometimes do tend to postpone reading them if they look like they'll fall into those kinds of categories - and then, as you'll know yourself, putting things off may well mean never getting round to doing it at all. But I'd never want to dictate to anyone what they ought or ought not to write, any more than I'd heed anything others might tell me what and what not to write on my own blog - though I might ponder on their suggestions.
ReplyDeleteVariety is of the essence - and you sure do help contribute to that!
Ray, I often frighten myself with the things I write...and I more often have regrets. I try to keep my political rants minimal, and I usually proceed them with a warning.
DeleteI can assure you that I'm not really as harsh as I sometimes sound...honest...
I did leave a reply to your comment on my previous post (about Scott Joplin)
Yes, I did see it. Jon (Scott J.) and decided what to put in as an acknowledgment but didn't get round to it. I'll remedy that now - but it IS short!
DeleteAs a sensitive liberal, I have to break the news to you: you didn't scare me off. Perhaps because I share your penchant for occasionally ranting, and have some professional curiosity about how you do it.
ReplyDeleteI'd also not be scared away if you occasionally write about your depression. It's all fodder, my friend.
The best way to rant is to reinforce yourself with a few beers - and then blast your blog with everything that's on your mind. There will be plenty of time for regrets later....
DeleteI'm actually delighted to know that sensitive liberals exist, and I'm even more delighted that I didn't scare you off.
I really like seeing more of your land and views. I lived once for three years in the country where I couldn't see a neighbor and it was my favorite place I have ever lived. ;) (BTW, alcohol is a depressant so it probably adds to the down mood...but you probably already know that.) I love the flowers and butterflies. If you're going to be blocked in, that's a pretty great view. :)
ReplyDeleteAfter all the hell I went through with neighbors when I lived in Texas, I vowed that I'd never live by people again as long as I lived. There are a LOT of inconveniences here in the wilds, but the peace and privacy make it all worthwhile.
ReplyDeleteActually - to be honest - I don't drink much here in TN. Only a beer now and then - or a few beers when I drive to town (!). I used to drink a LOT more when I lived in TX.
Is it possible to have too much of a good thing? Naaaah. I'll always read your posts, but I may not always comment, especially when I'm a week behind, and you aren't likely to respond. But trust me, whatever you write, no pitchfork-wielding for me, either. Let it all hang out, cowboy. (You know what I mean... put those pants back on!)
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