Final Blog News
June 2025
I’m in mourning for my dead blog. I killed it to end its suffering and now I’m grieving. I did it for ten years, wrote loads of posts, updated, augmented and edited them. It was my life! I thought my writing got good: progressive original thinking, concise, well-structured, humorous and, well, interesting. I felt I uncovered some wisdom through the process of writing.
It’s embarassing to admit, but I pitched it here, there and everywhere, hoping to get published. I wasn’t. Equally embarassing to admit, I emailed experts on the subjects I covered, hoping to be recognised. With very few exceptions, I wasn’t.
‘View’ numbers peaked about four years ago. I kept writing and still loved it but it suddenly seemed pointless. So I’ve stopped. (Apart from the occasional essential update.) Too bad for my fantasy target reader, a young person with a phone in a village in Africa.
(That sounds a bit postcolonial, like I’m a blog missionary, but it’s not meant like that. At any rate, I hope not, considering my 40,000-word antiracist, anticolonialist would-be magnum opus.)
So.
Farewell then
soothfairy
(Spelt with a small ‘s’
Like e e cummings)
You had over 150,000 ‘hits’
That’s not bad, is it?
(But it’s one-tenth of monetisability
Apparently)
Anyway, another amateur creative
Crashes and burns
Keith says
Let the smoke
Go drifting into space
I don’t know what he’s on
But I want some
E Jackson Thribb
(37 views a day)
With apologies to the late, great Barry Fantoni
soothfairy 
I know how you feel, mate. But you also know that a prophet is never accepted in his own country, and that’s especially true in the land of hype which the UK has become. I’ve always found your stuff perceptive and intelligent. So, suggest you put your blogs together as a book, maybe editing out your occasional lapses into excessive political correctness. Getting it published would, I’m assured by a contact in the publishing world, be facilitated if you give yourself a female pen-name. Or, failing that, I’m told that self-publishing is easier than one might think. PS Like that last Jackson Browne reference at the end there.
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Thanks for your sympathy, compliments, helpful suggestions and, er, constructive criticism. (‘Occasional lapses into excessive political correctness’? What?! Where? Maybe when I said, with regret, I’d stop using the insult ‘twat’.) Re female name – not sure if you mean that but, hell, I’d almost have a sex change to get published! Re self-publishing – good idea, but too much hard work. (Re the JB ref – well spotted.)
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