I don’t know about you but I’m in awe of the amount of time and effort that some bloggers spend on their blogs. Turning it into their business, branding their blog and social media so everything looks ‘just so’. These days I’m more likely to be writing copy for companies rather than my own blog, or researching the creme de la creme of UK bloggers for reviews and blogger outreach campaigns I’m working on than spending any time on my own.
I guess that makes me a bad blogger. Here’s a few other reasons why:
- I haven’t written a blog post, other than my somewhat regular #littleloves posts for about 2 months (if not longer, I don’t want to check, it’ll make me feel even more neglectful of this poor old blog).
- I don’t optimise my images for Pinterest. Seriously, who has the time!?
- I don’t take great photos. I blame the fact that I’m well overdue a DSLR camera. If you have the tools you do a better job right?
- My instagram feed looks a mess. No careful branding using the perfect colour palette for me. If I remember to upload a photo to instagram (rather than one of the 62,000 instagram accounts I run for various companies) you can guarantee it has #nofilter and it’ll look like my 3 year old took it.
- I hate my blog theme. Ok that’s not entirely true. I fancied a monochrome, more simple look and all of 3 months later I fancy a change again. AGAIN! They say you’re supposed to keep theme changes to a minimum – I’m on about 5 this year so far and I’m still not happy.
- I don’t have my photo anywhere on the blog or social media so I’m probably quite hard to relate to. This blog started out as anonymous. Don’t ask me why. And now although I share the odd pics of my kids I’ve still never made it on camera, which brings me on to my next point.
- I’m not photogenic. Not in the size 8 – 12 kind of way anyway. I’m plus size. There’s no escaping my bingo wings and I don’t wanna look at that let alone subject other people to it. I’d love to jump on the ‘loving your own body’ bandwagon but I can’t stand my own body. So for now modelling my outfit of the day or showing off a shopping haul isn’t gonna happen – I don’t think cameras zoom out that far anyway to be honest!
- I don’t stage photos. My kids never sit still. Well that’s a lie. The teen sits still – with a thunderous look on her face daring me to take a photo of her, while the lunatic 3 year old prances about naked all day. He’d go out naked if I let him – hardly conducive to sweet perfectly posed photos.
- I don’t own anything remotely photo worthy. Pretty or quirky postcards, funky shopping bags, designer shoes…. Maybe I need a shopping trip.
- I suffer from blogger’s block. A LOT! I guess when you’re constantly writing content or tweeting on behalf of someone else your own blog falls by the wayside. At the end of a day infront of the screen, the last thing I want to do is carry on tapping away at the keyboard. My mind draws a blank and I sit there for hours on end wondering when my brain will connect with my fingers and start typing. I’m still waiting……
- I don’t own a MAC. I think my productivity would double if I was tapping away on something so pretty. (Plus it’d look good in photos)
- I don’t have a photo worthy desk. (Note to self – organise desk I inherited in our recent move).
- I have fat fingers and I can’t remember the last time I painted my nails or had a manicure. Fat hands just don’t look good on instagram. Can you photoshop fat fingers?
- My presentation skills are horrendous. I can cook a mean meal. But make it look pretty? Nope. Besides who has the time to fart about making something look nice for a photo? Let’s face it, I didn’t get a bum this big by messing about with my food and allowing it to go cold, that’s for sure!
- I don’t follow the latest trends. I well and truly missed out on the Deliciously Ella phase. I like chocolate. I don’t like fruit. Or veg. That my friends is why I’m most definitely not a size 12. I just can’t bring myself to eat seeds and nuts and dried fruit. I can’t stand the taste, no matter how many likes on Instagram I might get if I took photos of my nutritious snacks. Same goes for juicing. Never gonna happen!
- My garage door is so not photo worthy. If I could keep my kids still for five minutes the backdrop would still be horrendous.
- I don’t run a linky. I barely even remember to join in half the linkies I used to, let alone run one myself (although I did many moons ago).
That my friends, along with many other reasons that I can’t remember, is why I’m a bad blogger. What makes you a bad blogger? Or perhaps you have some tips to get my creative juices flowing again? Or find the time to pay my poor neglected blog a bit of much-needed attention?