Dear blog: it’s not you, it’s me.

Dear blog

It’s not you. It’s me.

We haven’t seen each other in a while. It’s time for me to come clean about where I’ve been while you’ve been here alone. The truth is that I’ve met a new medium and have been spending time (a lot actually) with her. I can see by the look on your face that this is no surprise to you. My absence has been telling no doubt. You’re entirely justified in feeling neglected. I can understand it. Month after month without a word for you to publish. No new blog titles to add to your list. For this I apologise.

You see, I’ve felt the need to redirect my writing towards more traditional endeavours. It’s not you, it’s me.

There has been a quiet voice nagging me from afar and I’ve had to heed the call. Having a blog like you is great. You’re faithful. You’re my first love. Always there. And I thank you for that. But I’ve wondered if I can legitimately call myself a writer if I don’t have a book with my name on it. There, I said it. A book. Well, not just a book to be truthful, but two books.

Wait, wait … I know this hurts. But before you get too hysterical, let me assure you that this is not a break-up letter. It’s not you, it’s me. You will remain hosted and updated whenever there are module upgrades. People will find you first when they google my name. I’m just asking you to consider a new way of being my creative outlet. It’s an invitation to continue being a part of the family, just a broader one. Can you bring yourself to live alongside print books? It’s a kind of multi-medium polygamy. That is my question for you. If you do not take this revelation as a betrayal, can you see yourself sharing my attentions?

Let that question hang for a little because, without being to presumptuous,  I want to introduce you to these books.


Here’s de:humanise. I’ve been working on her for the last 3 years. Yes, yes, I know … this dual-writing has been going on for that long. Don’t let the title lead you down a path of victimhood here, but keep your emotions in check while I tell you about her. She’s a satirical management handbook that ridicules the state of humanity in our workplaces and aims to provoke debate amongst employees and managers about how we see people in the face of productivity pressure. I had so much fun writing her, but nowhere near the amount of fun you and I have shared over the years, let me assure you.

The Broken BossAnd then, here’s The Broken Boss. While you and I have always enjoyed frolicking in non-fiction, The Broken Boss is a venture into the realm of fiction. This may add salt to your wounds I know, but I found it is one thing to write about concepts and ideas and it is yet another to write a story. A story has its own life and needs to be honoured as it unfolds. I hope to take you into the imagination-engulfing world of short fiction one day my dear blog. Yes, what joy it will bring us.

So, my question stands, my dear first love. How about it? Can we co-habitate, can we share space, can we deepen our love affair with words in a multi-medium household?

Let me leave you now. You have much to think about. I exit now with high hopes of your positive answer my dear.


3 responses to “Dear blog: it’s not you, it’s me.”

  1. Ayn says:

    Looking forward to reading both congrats!

  2. aiden says:

    Your copies are on their way 😉

  3. Richard says:

    Great post, well done and all the best for your new books!!

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