The question is whether to continue writing or not. And if so, which direction to take?
As you know, in my free time, I do enjoy reading blogs. While it's true, there is a load of crap out there in cyberspace, there is also a fair share of good writers. And as always, although I don't always like what they write, I am sometimes jealous of their names and the singular clarity of their focus (not to mention their inevitable book-deals!).
For instance, there is The Pioneer Woman- who I actually liked until I read the post about taking her little boys shooting. Or the Yarn Harlot - good name and a great blog too. If you like reading about what someone else is knitting. Not necessarily a spectator sport. I am also partial to some good cooking/baking bloggers as well: Smitten Kitchen for one. (I am a bad blogger and am not linking to any of them. Forgive me but I'm guessing that none of you are really interested.)
I admit to still reading Weddingbee. My addiction started when Little Mama was planning her own wedding and I got overly attached to some of those blogging brides. Especially the ones, bless them, who wrote lovingly of their own MOBs. And f**k off to the ones who were irritated by their own mothers over-involvement or wanting to invite more than their allotted number of guests or interfere in choosing their dresses/hairstyle/linens etc. In truth, some of them are so young and immature, that I skip over them, but there are definitely some intelligent and interesting brides out there and I do like reading them. Plus the pictures are beautiful.
The bloggers who I enjoy reading most are well-written, thoughtful ladies over a certain age. (Ahem.) Mostly they write about style, fashion and beauty after forty. Subjects which, thinking about it, are somewhat superficial, yet these women are bright, amazing writers and I like reading what they have to say. Nearly all of them occasionally write about what it is like living where they do and they live in some fascinating places: the countryside around Paris, Buenos Aires, San Francisco,
Also there are some hilariously funny bloggers out there writing about pregnancy and parenthood. While I like reading those sometimes, I'm way passed that stage of life. So naturally, I recently looked up blogging grandmothers and while there are some out there, none who I actually enjoyed reading. Hmmm, perhaps that's the niche to go for?
Based on all of this, it's clear that my continued blog should be called: Bubbi-licious Expat or something to that effect. Well I will have to give this some more thought. Check this space - you're not quite done with me yet!
(Yes, Prof. Palmtree said he would not operate on me just so that I could
wear high heels again. But guess what?! How's that for fashion over fifty?!)