You know me. I live to make your life better.
From finding you good books to read and amazing mascara to try, to saving you from the fire and obsessing about the scale.
So, it’s only natural that I continue in this fashion.
And it’s time. It’s time for you to be released yet again.
So, I think it’s time for an intervention. And if I learned anything from Intervention, it’s how to write a good intervention letter.
And I did. It was good too. Nice and long and full of deep feelings and thoughts.
But then I thought, commenting has taken so much time away from your life already…why take more time with a long emotional letter as well?
Let me be clear though on something. Because, I’d hate for you to be confused.
Bloggers love comments. We love that we can share our writing and get instant gratification through comments. What other kind of writers get that?
I love knowing if something I wrote touched you enough to want to take a moment to share your thoughts. Or if I made you laugh, or if you can relate….or….well you get what I’m saying. If that’s the case, please comment away. I adore them. And you. Yes, you.
What I don’t want you to worry about is commenting just to show you were here. I have site meter. I know you were. It’s okay. And if you’re a blogger yourself, know that I will still come to your blog and read you. I will still love you. And, I will still accept you in my Le Musings World. Come shirtless, shoeless, commentless…I accept you all. (Just keep the pants on. Because that is kinda creepy. And gross. And weird. And well, a whole other intervention all together.)
The thing is, I have just been noticing that a lot of people are seeming to feel obligated, overwhelmed, and full of guilt {maybe that last one is just me} when they reach the bottom of the article {post or what not} and they reach the glowing link of “comment.”
Feed my kids lunch or comment on the 50 blogs I read? Shower or leave 100 comments saying, “I was here. Stay cool.” Comment or breathe. Not comment and die.
Right? Something like that?
That’s why I release you. Comment if you want. Don’t if you don’t. Comment sometimes, but not other times. Comment daily, comment never. It’s up to you. Let. Go. Of. The. Guilt. {Sweet sisters, this is for you too. I know it’s been killing you that you don’t have time to comment.}
I feel the need to make sure you clearly understand me. Since, I am after all, all about improving your life.
I AM NOT RELEASING YOU FROM READING MY BLOG. Comprende? In fact, I am ordering you to make it a habit (an addiction, really) to come to Le Musings of Moi at least once a day and bathe in my words. Drink them up. Get drunk on my love of writing, wisdom and knowledge.
There will never be an intervention or a release from that. Just to be clear.
So, good. I’m glad we had this little talk. Don’t you feel better?
Not only did I learn something from Intervention, but I also learned something from Obama.
And that’s change is coming. Yes You Can!
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
Thank you so much for making me feel better about not commenting. Seriously. I have issues every day over commenting. It’s like you’re in my head…
Really though, I totally agree. I would rather people read and not comment than read my blog and feel guilty for not commenting, or skip my blog all together because they don’t want to comment. I may write a similar post soon. I’ve been wanting to ever since I saw on another blog a discussion on how it’s blogger etiquette to comment on every post of every blog that you read. Pshhh.
I was reading through this really quick, because well… I should be washing my hair instead of reading your blog right now(I’ve got that addiction you speak of… anyway, towards the end where you said “Get drunk on my love of writing”, I totally thought it said “Get drunk on my love writing” which I kind of think should be your new slogan.
I’m a bad commenter, but I don’t lose sleep over it. I admit there was a point a while back where I felt bad if I didn’t go visit everyone who left me a comment. Then I got over it. I still like to go visit them… but not out of guilt.
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Well I’m brand spankin’ new to the blog world so…no comment guilt here!! I found you via MamaKat – if that matters to you at all…I clicked on you because of the “Le” in your title… just like me! I was here. Stay cool.
this is the first time i’m leaving you comment love & you are more than welcome to come to my blog & badger the crap outta me for not leaving you comment-love long ago.
i’m a long time lurker, coming from ms. mama kat who is a friend of mine from jr high days. i come by your blog everytime that you update & come by to also stalk some of those in your blog roll (mostly the fashion ones & the ones that may save me money here & there).
love all the things you write about & am glad that you keep me entertained all or most days of the week! 🙂
I left you something on my blog! 🙂
‘release you’ on commenting. That’s funny!
You’re right though, it is time consuming. It’s one thing to read the posts, but another to actually think of something to write and take the time to do so.
I keep wondering how moms do it. I mean, I have tons of ‘free time’ right now, but we don’t have kids. I can’t imagine spending the amount of time I do now blogging once we have kids in the house.
Oh, I needed to hear this! I find myself feeling so guilty for not leaving comments especially when someone leaves one for me. Sometimes there is just too much to do! I do love reading alot of blogs and leaving comments. I actually have a couple minutes this morn while everyone is still sleeping. WOW!
I have to comment now because, well, you are awesome.
oh trust me, I’m addicted!
Yay! I DONT HAVE TO COMMENT ANYMORE!!!
But I’m still gonna.
Cuz you ROCK.
J
well put, very well put. thank you. fantastic.
Oh but I love commenting on your fabulous blog!
Thank you for that! I feel so much better now. :o)
I always like to leave a little comment. I consider it my modern day calling card:)
I almost always comment. But I limit the blogs I read and comment on, otherwise I could spend all day on my behind commenting. And that would defeat the purpose of life. 🙂 But you know, most bloggers I visit have written something thoughtful, or interesting, or useful. That’s what keeps me coming back.
I have tried the no commenting thing but I just can’t help myself. I am just so full of thoughts that I have to add my 2 cents to things.
And don’t worry, I am totally addicted to your site.
Oh you mean I can clean my house now instead of commenting? Eh, Id rather comment! I am with ya though…if I feel compelled to comment I do, if I dont well then I dont.
Amanda was here..stay cool
Summer, you are so hilarious. This post has me rolling! And it’s all so true!
I promise to always be addicted to your blog, even if I can’t think of a single thing to say. And to keep my pants on, also. Ahem.
Thank you. I needed to hear this, and yet, I am not quite ready to make that first step away from addiction…the whole admitting I have a problem. My fricking doctor told me not to use the computer at night until the insomnia was under control, but I can’t not blog and I can’t not read other’s blogs. WAIT A SECOND!!! Did I just take that first step…admitting I have a problem. OMG your intervention worked!!!
LOL
I totally understand what you mean. I do get comment guilt. but now that I know I dont have to… that makes it easier to comment… does that even make any sense??
First time at your blog…loved this post…I tend to read more than comment. Just don’t have the time. Or don’t feel I need to comment. So, I’m with you…I had to comment on this one because, well, it was something I felt I needed to do! GREAT intervention letter!