*This post is likely to offend some – just putting it out there*
I started this blog in 2007 when I was living in Ukraine and thought it fitted well into the category of ‘expat blog’.
Fast forward to our return to Australia – with a child in tow – and me as an ‘expat blogger’ became obsolete. I quickly discovered that the Australian blogging community is chock-a-block full of parents (mums), and although I am a parent, I am no mummy blogger.
Living in the Northern Territory can be a little like living in a foreign land at times, which makes for some interesting fodder, but I also have a demanding full time job and am bringing up a child far away from the support networks of family and many friends.
So I have become more of a blog consumer than a blogger.
I’ve found a multitude of interesting bloggers in Australia, but I am now finding blog consumption just a little boring. I understand people need to make an income, but some days I can read 20 different blogs that are all promoting the exact same product they have been sent, or the same car they have been asked to drive for a month (but no obligation to post about it of course!).
And heaven forbid I start to talk about the frustration of posts for Best Bloggers – a competition that provides no rationale about how the Top 50 is chosen – I am not going to subscribe to a competition that is evidently no more than a popularity contest promoting, in large part, a bunch of people who have had the opportunity to network with each other in person.
The truth is, I can’t take part in this ongoing contest. I live in Darwin – 4 hours flight from most Australian capital cities. I can’t just nip across the M4 to town to make it to an event and there is no critical masse in Darwin to create events from. In my 4 years of blogging, I always found that blogs bring people together, but in the Australian blogging community these days, I really think blogging has served to crown a select few as the worthy ones (IRL knowledge compulsory of course), and make everyone else feel very left out.
It may well be a case of sour grapes on my part – heck who wouldn’t love stuff for free, to go to events and have a lot of fun (and yes, I do only get out about 2 times per year) – but honestly, there is nothing enjoyable about reading blog after blog after blog that tells me to buy this toy or that, especially when I know most of these bloggers actually have interesting, fun, substantial things to say.
I fear, dear blogging world (that’s you mum, my sole reader), that I think it might be time for me to go back to magazines.
Am I being totally unfair and off the mark? Share your thoughts!