Out of the, say, twentyish blogs that I regularly check, a pretty big portion of those are written by women. Hard to say why exactly. Whatever the reason, I'm okay with that.
But, there is one thing that kills me about the femmeblog. Kills me to death.
It's not the craft. I can skim over a cross-stitch doily post pretty fast to get to the next post. It's not the Jane Austenating or poetry quoting. I'm actually partial to a bit of 'hark' this and 'yonder' that. It's not even the pink blog templates with birds fluttering. I can shrink the window down so nobody catches me reading pink, birdish blogs. It's not any of those kind of things.
That horrid word verification business, where they say 'prove you're not a robot', and expect you to decipher some totally unreadable mishmash of letters and numbers. If you can't read that blurry mess, you are apparently a robot. When that dopey thing comes up, I groan. It's rare that I even get it on the first try.
For some reason, female bloggers feel a strong need to have this on their blog, I guess as some sort of security measure. This measure may well keep out all those pesky robots, but it also deters actual human beings as well. I just wanted to leave a quick comment, but I must first get past this virtual border crossing. It's a high, barbed-wire fence with armed guards and angry, bitey dogs. I'm getting roughed up and frisked, an angry foreign-tongued soldier rifling through my papers, when all I wanted to say was 'nice cross-stitch'.
Now, I know you will all rush up to say 'but the spam!'. I know. But sometimes a price must be paid for the sake of your Beloved Readership. Spam is not so bad, you just have to learn to acquire the taste. It is real spiced ham after all. Just in the shape of a brick. Out of all the canned meats, Spam has got to be up there in at least the top 5. Don't hate.
In fact, some of the nicest comments I ever get are made with spam. Very encouraging, very quick to build a brother up. You post some boring post about how you are tired and don't have much to say, and whoosh, you get, completely out of the blue, a kind, kind, word from a complete stranger, that will say something like 'your Vanishing Point site web great research, makes my day and week, keep up this good work. Wonderful post this is, made my eyes cry joyful tears, it did'. It's almost like having Yoda giving you valuable blog feedback.
Anyway, friends, in the end it's your blog. But at least consider these words from a friend and a reader.