It’s been one of those weeks where everything is shiny and new. Firstly, a shiny new Windlight client in SL (though at the moment we are getting one of these every few days). Even so, shiny newness is fun.

Wednesday, we had some new Eve shininess too, of which I’ll post picturewise later on. It is indeed pretty if spectacularly bugridden. CCP are competing with Linden for the world’s worst QA after the patch file deleted the win xp boot file!

And lastly, I start a shiny new job on Monday. So I guess that as of 5:30 GMT today, I am unemployed. Wish me luck.

Sweet Second Life?

Sweet Second Life

Who wrote it and why? And why am I listed on it? While I’m writing this,  I am number 72 on their list. The 72nd most popular SL blog, according to the writer. These days, I’m impressed I’m in the top few hundred if I am honest with myself.

I don’t write nearly as much as I used to. Maybe I just don’t have time, but I think mostly, I don’t have the interest any more… not in blogging – I have thousands of wonderful things to write about – just not SL itself. Apart from Windlight and fashion, there’s precious little for me to write about, and God only knows, there are oh so many people far better able to write about both of those subjects. I mean sure, sometimes I enthuse over something I see and buy, but 20 other people have already covered it, and in specific fashion blogs. What can I add?

So I write less and less.

Perhaps the new year will bring new inspiration. I truly hope so. I don’t want this blog to die from lack of interest any more than anyone else would.

Does it matter though? I write when I have something to tell you. Only, at the moment, the things I have to say are not about SL. I’m enjoying another world called Eve Online. I have friends there, old and new, and without the evil of Linden watching over every word I say.

Anyway, I’m taking up your time with this. I just wanted to explain myself, in a way. Give you, my readers, some reasons why I’m not writing, and I end up feeling sorry for myself, as usual. And perhaps  there is our reason. I don’t write because I don’t wish to bore you all.

So when I have something better to tell you. Some good news about myself and my lives… I’ll be here,  and I’ll bore you to tears. But perhaps some of them will be tears of joy and empathy. Perhaps, I’ll say something to make you happy. If I do, then I’ve done all I set out to.

I have so much to tell you all. But right now, I am not sure how.