I was offline yesterday and this morning because my service provider had a problem with a Seacom cable and many South Africans experienced connectivity problems. I wondered if my blog friends were missing me, and reflected on a topic that I wrote about last year:
From time to time, while I go about my blog visits; I encounter an abandoned blog and I become inexplicably distressed. Oh, I know that we have had the sad experience of a suicide of a blogger and the heartbreaking death of Alec in April 2008, but there was a lead up to these events and if, in the future, a new blogger should stumble upon their blogs they will be able to understand the reason for the blog’s end.
I am talking about blogs where there are regular posts, there is interaction with other bloggers and the blogger is evidently enjoying the blogging practice. Then nothing. No announcement of writer’s block or boredom. Nothing.
Witness this blogger; Pretender. There is her last post:
5:19PM, Wednesday, 18 Jun, 2008
I’m sulking because I have to go to Jhb for work next week. I’m a rotten riser and the idea of leaving home at 5.15am to make a 6.30am flight to be in the Jhb office by 9am makes me want to slit my wrists with a cheese grater. If it weren’t so painful. And you didn’t, you know, die. It’s a good image though.
Is it ridiculous that I worry so about this person?
Was Johannesburg so dreadful that she did resort to that cheese grater after all?
Do we owe it to other bloggers to explain our absence?
I’d like to know if I’m alone on this one.