You know I love you guys, right?
I do. I love you. Your comments make my day, especially lately when I'm feeling like a fat lump and being pummelled from the inside while trying to work full time and write yet another book.
And this is why I'm feeling torn.
You see, mostly I consider this a blog for me. I write out things I want to remember, funny LOLCATs that really tickle me, progress so I'm able to track myself, etc.
You guys are the frosting on the cake.
I'm feeling guilty that I'm not doing what I'm seeing other writers do, i.e., making comments of my own to your comments that you add to my blog.
It's not that I don't love you. But I never really considered answering your comments, because you were making a comment to my post. Does that make sense? I really, really try to stay away from any type of navel gazing (I have a navel-gazing allergy, actually) and I just wonder if that would put me over the navel gazing edge.
And then I wonder if I'm being a jerk that I don't answer your comments with a comment of my own. I mean, I make comments on other writers blogs. Do I obsessively go back and see if they answered my comment with a comment of theirs? Nope, never.
I wonder if this makes me weird or something.
You? Do you comment? What's your position on it?
I think for right now I'll keep that up. I DO want to emphasise that if you DO comment on my blog I go to yours and automatically add you to my reader. And then I comment on your blog post.
I just don't comment here to your comment.