Not blogging to my potential

I keep jotting down notes about topics I want to blog about, but I don't have a computer at home, so I can't blog till I get to the library, and then I can only blog when I'm not actually supposed to be working. Doesn't matter anyway, I always leave my little cryptic notes
("B-winkle"; "quack"; "bounce/window") at home.

I wonder, if I blogged more often, would my blog zoom around the internet faster and would people start finding it and reading it and leaving comments and making me feel wonderful, or awful, but at least noticed? I crave your attention!

I've read other blogs. Some were nothing I was interested in. Others were the products of people who are far more skilled as writers, or far more skilled in some particular skill, or far more knowledgeable in some specific area, than I could ever hope to be. But a lot, a lot, of blogs are just personal journals. Some are boring, some are funny, some are cute or cutesy. Some are pretty darn cool, as in No Impact Man, a journal about trying to live green, and dragging your family along with you. Lots of good information, well written, entertaining, timely, inspiring, worth your time.

In contrast, my blog, this blog, is a Whiner blog. I mean, really, who'd want to read a whiner blog? I've got nothing new or unusual or important to say. I just complain about the unfairness of life. I haven't even really written about all the really beautiful and wonderful and neat stuff about life, mostly because I'm in too much of a "life's not fair" fog to notice anything except how unfair life is. Plus the weather has been really sucky, I'm so damn tired of rain. Blah, blah, blah, Ginger.

But then, you know, I also come across other whiner blogs, and they have tons of activity going on, lots of people writing comments, I mean like dozens and dozens of comments on all of the posts, sometimes hundreds of comments. So how'd they do it? How does one attract so many people to one's whiner blog? I crave that attention! No, I should say it like this (very nasally),
"I want people to read my blog, tooooo, why isn't anyone reading my blog, huh, huh?"

You know, I'm not a social animal. I am, to use an old fashioned term, a wallflower. Put me in a party, and I back up to the wall and try to fade into the wallpaper. Unless you give me a drink, in which case I get tipsy and try to impress everyone with how funny I am when I am drunk and uninhibited. Embarrassing. On the other hand, here I have attempted to present myself in a very public forum-available, literally, to the whole world. And I write well enough, I'm not great, but I can string sentences together better than the average bear. (I've tried to read blogs that made me gnash my teeth and grumble, "go do your English homework!") And while many writers are shy, we still want our writings to be read, to be noticed, to be talked about. (Okay, so I'm not a professional writer, but I do write, have always written, it's a personal need, a desire, something that satisfies me, an avocation, if you will.) mmm - someone just engaged me in conversation and now I have lost my train of thought, bye bye choo choo.

Never mind. I will attempt to blog up to my potential from this point forward. And someday maybe I will also remember what I was going to write in this post.