It’s clear now that my blogging days are over.There’s a number of reasons, of course, but primarily the need to avoid repetition – not just of my own work, but what others write too – becomes exponentially more challenging with every post. Like so many others before me, I’ve said what I wanted to say in this format. I don’t have enough material in me to sustain a blog of my own any longer.
Which is a pity, but it's not unexpected—or untoward.
Your hunble Devil occasionally feels like the blogosphere is like life in fast forward. I have seen so many bloggers come and go that I have lost count.
I am far from being one of the first bloggers—nevertheless, I did start before the rise in popularity of British political blogging. Five years is a long time to be churning out an average of three posts a day, but I have carried on whilst others burned out or lost interest.
Back in the "old days" when a blogger announced their retirement (or just simply fell silent), someone you felt you knew quite well suddenly vanished—never to be heard of again.
"You're dead to me now" might be used as a statement of fact, not one of excoriation.
Things are slightly different now, since so many people are migrating to social media such as Twitter.
But it is still strange when yet another voice falls silent: one carries on regardless wondering who will be next—and when one's own time will come...