Which is dumb, because
- I'm not even that funny on days that I do feel funny.
- this blog started out being about everything, not just desperately trying to amuse the vast, uncaring gaze (gays!) of the internet.
- nobody reads this except a few kind friends and my sister, so what does it even matter what I write about?
Should I get business cards? I feel like people who spend most days at home in their Hello Kitty pyjamas don't deserve business cards.
Maybe I should get business cards. It's been quite difficult to see myself as a professional writer, probably because apart from my three weeks at the Copywriting Job From Hell, I've never been paid to write anything. Even though I've made R68.86 from people clicking ads on this blog since January 2010! So that's almost R3 a month. *smugface*
Maybe I should just kill this blog? All my favourite bloggers are the ones who can't wait to post, and are usually accomplished illustrators or photographers with, you know, actual stuff to talk about. I have to force myself to post once a season.
But if I do kill it, what would I put on my Hello Kitty business cards?
ETA: After an impulsive (and slightly attention-whorey) facebook poll about what I should do with my blog, I've decided to carry on with it. Even people I didn't think cared at all have said they enjoy it, so I may as well try for a revival! Excuse me while I commission Hello Kitty business cards from my incredibly talented graphic designer sister.
Thanks to everyone for your support. :)