I’m a Bad Blogger.

Fair warning, this post is going to be a huge stream of consciousness. I’m sorry.

I’m a “bad blogger”. I don’t promote my writing or my friends’ posts enough, I don’t take part in Twitter chats, I rarely engage with the community on Instagram, and I still don’t really know what SEO is (this is not a good post for my attempts to score internships in marketing is it). But I don’t really think that’s a problem anymore.

When I first started my blog it was my everything. Throughout summer 2018 my site really was my baby, and alongside my job in retail it was definitely my main hustle. I used to spend hours each day interacting with other bloggers on Twitter, and genuinely made some great friends from doing that. It kept me going through a tough period of being directionless in life and real intense loneliness, but for me that isn’t something I’m struggling with anymore.

I hate the rhetoric of “I don’t have time”. A philosophy I learned about from one of my favourite YouTubers and general online people, Ali Abdaal, is that you can never say you’re too busy for something – you’re just not making time for it. For example, if you spend say an hour a day scrolling through social media, you could probably channel that time into learning a new skill, meeting a friend for coffee or reading. But, people don’t want to do that, because memes are funny and dog videos are cute. Do you see the issue here?

Saying “I don’t have time” to write, promote and engage with my blog is, quite frankly, bullshit. I have lots of time in my day. I have around 11 hours of university classes a week, I don’t currently work during term-time, and aside from, y’know, eating and pooping, there’s not much else that is compulsory in life. However, in the last few months, I’ve chosen to fill my time with things that aren’t blogging. I’m training 5 times a week for a 10k in February (sponsor me here if you feel able!), I’m on the exec of a society, I’m a volunteer librarian, I take part in political campaigns for the Labour Party, I engage with LGBT+ things in Durham, I campaign in student politics, and yeah, sometimes I spend an hour watching vines instead of studying.  And to me, those things are worth my time. It’s not that blogging isn’t worth my time, it’s just that I enjoy those other things more right now, and I often feel like they benefit my community more.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love blogging. I love that it’s helped me find my writing style again after years of having written nothing. I love that it’s taught me valuable skills in publicity and using social media for good which take pride of place on my CV. I love that I’ve found a community full of lovely people who work ridiculously hard and who I will always be in awe of. However I also love watching my friends win elections I’ve campaigned for, I love the way I feel when I complete a hard run, and I love reading up on the oddly specific parts of my degree that I probably don’t really need to read about. It’s not that blogging isn’t fun anymore, it’s just that I’ve found other things that have ended up higher up in the priority ladder.

So, at the end of the day, I’m not mad about my view count being the lowest it’s ever been. I love reading comments from people that engage with my work sure, but it’s only one small aspect of my oddly varied life at the moment. I love that I’ve grown as a person and started doing new things; it’s not something I plan on going back on any time soon.

-Megan, listening to The Mountain Goats (which is a hobby that’s taking up a lot of space in my priorities right now, their music is fucking spiritual at times)