All right, look.
I ran dry for a couple of days and I'd like to blame my husband for that because he's been trying to be helpful in regards to the (non)popularity of my blog and thus went on and on about what I am doing wrong and what I should do better and what he did not say but what I heard was:
Your blog sucks.
Which is OK with me, actually, because I kind of already knew my blog sucked? Duh. But then when I tried to think of something inane to write about per my usual fashion, I just couldn't be bothered. Why should I bother?! I wondered, with fairly typical drama.
I don't think my husband understands my kind of blog, these chicky blogs where all we write about is how someone was mean to us on the bus or how we're stressed out about making Thanksgiving dinner or whatever.
You mean all they want to read about is vaginas? he asked.
Yes, I nodded. Vaginas.
He'd been comparing my blog to other blogs he reads, and no offense ladies, but he does not read any of your blogs. He reads helpful blogs about how to save money or make money or fix your car or build things and overall be a more manly man. Which could not be further from the overall purpose of my blog, which we have established is: Vaginas.
He wants to know why some popular chicky bloggers are able to make money doing it and all I can tell him is, Well, they are really good writers. We are not writing about dissimilar content, it's just that they happen to be really extra amusing and have a really awesome voice. Also, they have techy types who make their blogs look really awesome, and to date I am using a Blogger template. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
I'd resigned myself some time ago to the almost assured fact that this blog will likely never lift off and go anywhere, and thankfully I wasn't hanging every hope and dream on that happening. Now, if I manage to finish my book and nobody wants it and I can't get it published, then you will find me drinking whiskey in the bathtub as I try to figure out what I was meant to do with my life.
So that is that. I shall return on Monday to continue discussing vaginas at length, posting photos of cats and likely complaining about stuff in general. It's what I do, and whether or not that works for the general populace who read blogs isn't worth a fig to me.