What’s Up, WordPress?

The reason I ask is this:  I have 30 minutes to veg out for a bit over my lunch hour. What I choose to do is eat my lunch in front of my computer screen while browsing through my Reader. It sounds perfectly satiating, just what I need to tackle the afternoon. But it’s not. It’s frustrating. It’s a waste of time.

There are issues with the Reader. First, I can’t leave a comment. Well, I can, but one comment will take at least ten minutes. I start to type a sentence–lightning fast, of course, because that is what we do, right?–but it can only handle o.n.e. l.e.t.t.e.r. a.t. a. t.i.m.e. Okay, so maybe a bunch of others (bunch=thousands) are doing the same thing over their lunch break. Perhaps that explains why WordPress is running so slowly–too many thousands of people trying to comment on the same blog at the same time. Because we all have thousands of followers wanting, dying, to comment on what we’ve written.

I decide to forego commenting and just read and click on “like” if so warranted. Not exactly my style, I’d rather comment, but I don’t have much choice. At least I’ll get caught up on my Reader. Right? Right? Not. Here’s what happens. I read five blogs. I scroll. And what I see next is the same blog post I’ve already read. Beneath that one is another I just read. I scroll, quickly, and see the same five posts repeating over and over and over again forever and ever and ever.

So, forget reading blogs for now. I guess instead I’ll just write one.

Is anyone else experiencing difficulties?

Community – Who Knew?

Community. What a concept. Whether school, work, family, online, or a sports team, it feeds us and we feed it. Synergy.

I started blogging just a few months ago. I knew nothing about blogging. All I knew was that I enjoyed writing and I needed a platform. I established my blog on www.wordpress.com/ hoping it would urge me to write on a more regular basis. I had never read anyone’s blog—who has time for that?—let alone write posts for one. If there was a blogging culture, expectations, etiquette, I was oblivious. More