Is there a term to describe an abandoned blog? Perhaps it entered the vernacular a few years ago and has now become obsolete because everyone already knows that the cool kids don’t blog anymore. Even so, it saddens me that my blogging frequency has dwindled from one post a week to one post a year. It used to be a place in which I could voice my anger and disappointment, trumpet my triumphs and lament my failures. Here, I could write outside of my ‘writer mode’. Some posts were tooled together in seconds, others took a bit more thought.
Today’s post was prompted by a few different things: first, a reader’s email about a specific post which led me here and made me realise that I have blogged only once this year; second, the customary end-of-year review most people do, be it on a blog, on paper or in their heads; and third, the fact that it’s the third anniversary of my 27th birthday next year (yes, I’m turning 30).
This year – despite my name trending on Twitter for all the wrong reasons – has been relatively drama-free. My family has finally found some semblance of balance; my job, though stressful, allows me a living from something I love; and I have managed to tick off most of this year’s ‘to-do’ list (unofficially I’m allowed to leave one item unticked). Learning the new things on my list has been more fun than I had hoped. I’ve always preferred mental-based learning but this year I started horseriding and also learnt to ride a bike (yes, at 29) with the help of a very patient friend.
The prospect of turning 30 is scary. When I was 17, age 27 seemed old but when I got there, I still felt young. Now that I’m on the cusp of my fourth decade, I actually feel old. I don’t know what next year’s list will hold yet, but I think the key is to learn about things that make you feel ignorant and do things that make you feel silly. And in the spirit of this philosophy, here’s me after 40 minutes of feeling very, very silly indeed:
On to the next.
Kia
I thought I was going to out-pathetic you, but it turns out I learned how to ride at 29 to… so it's actually a draw:
http://www.radioshak.co.uk/2008/05/its-like-riding-bike.html
Well done!
No way. What's your excuse?
I still haven't learned! Next year. And the milestone I shall be approaching next year ..is indeed…35! (Okay ,I have recently turned 34, so am getting used to the idea of turning 35 soon, long before it happens)
I've been thinking about whether to revive my blog or not..since 2007 (a whole flurry of activity around religion and religious epiphanies) i barely wrote anything..(*which is what I told Shabby when he wanted to include me in THAT fabulous line-up !) and now it almost feels like memory lane..i turned 30 that year, and it was a big turning point, the blog helped in that,and it feels like it is in the past.
But does that mean we need to find new outlets? Can we go back to the old and re-invent…or do we need new spaces to conquer? I don't know, can't decide..
But I hope you do continue blogging Kia, I love reading these posts.
Kia, where in the world are you peddling? The road is awfully quiet; where's the people?
> Muhamad
They knew I was coming 😉
> Sonia
I think you should revive the blog. It doesn't have to be updated every week (though I know readers would like that) but when you have something that can't be said in 140 characters, put it on the blog.
I was trying to find A suitable boy pdf version by Vikram Seth on Google and accidently i came across your blog post on the same topic. Stroy was so engrossing and touching that i read ur 3 page article pdf version and i started reading your many blog posts on your official blog posts. I really liked your many posts primarily because they are related to relationships and have written with subtle touch and feelings.
All the best and keep writing
Kia – thanks. I think there's nothing sadder than finding blogs which really grip you and then – alas – never hearing from the author again! 2012 is the year of re-birth or so everyone keeps saying so time for an overhaul. Hope to see you blogging as well.
also – as you say, i find it interesting how different modes of communication bring out different facets of ourselves.
happy new year!