I always felt that Whispers of A Blue Moon was always too poetry/prose-oriented. I couldn’t seem to post anything that does not feel remotely like a poem or a short story. And if I want to pen down my own thoughts, there was always this pressing need to hide the prosaic with a poetic touch, rendering it unreadable to all except the literally-inclined (yes it’s literally literally).Moreover, art seems to alienate the commonfolk nowadays rather than getting in touch with their sensiblities. People drop in and if they do not understand a particular poem, I think they would just skip to the next blog (I still cannot get over calling a blog a blog, I prefer tomes). And owing to the plentiful supply of blogs out there, it’s a wonder mine gets read at all.
Come to think of it, does readership matter that much to me? Maybe it does, deep down in my subconsciousness. Or maybe it doesn’t, since I’m writing poetry and not those mundane days of my life. You know, the ones that go, “I woke up at 10am today…la dee daa.”
Yes those blogs.
Am I sounding like one of them now? Haahaa, I suppose so then. It would be best to cut down on what I have to say, won’t I? But then, this is only a test post that I’m trying out. So there.
At least, WordPress gives me categories to put my posts in so I don’t mess them up.