Do you believe in a blogging afterlife?
What happens to a blog’s soul once it dies?
What is the average life expectancy of a blog?
Do you think a blog has the right to self-determination when it comes to its end-of-life?
What if the blog no longer wishes to be a burden on the blogosphere?
All thoughts welcome.
department of speculation 
To answer question number 3, a blogger took a stab at this in 2011 and I think there’s merit in her thinking 😊
http://hotcrossmum.blogspot.ie/2011/04/life-cycle-of-blog.html
Haha. That’s brilliant. I was about to commend her dignity for graciously bowing at the top of her blogging game only to discover she’s now… a published author. A compelling example of reincarnation.
Hallelujah! 😜
I sincerely hope this isn’t a hint that you’re closing the Department?
Cut-backs on coherence and purpose. Like any average civil service dept really. Speaking of which, I typed a long response to your need for the book of questions yesterday and it’s gone. That’s how bad it’s getting round here.
Working in a semi-civil service situation I feel your pain. Seriously though, I need that book 😉
Sin é: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Book-Questions-Gregory-Stock/dp/0761177310 My mate bought me the original years ago. Aimed at generating conversation (like we needed help..well, with bullshitting). I lost it in the intervening years and she presented me with a spanking new revised copy at Christmas. Pick a number. Any number. But you must be prepared to answer the question *tense violin music*
Brilliant! Thank you. I love the idea of this until I read “invite people to explore the most fascinating of subjects: themselves”. I’ll have to be very careful who I play this game with, some need no encouragement in this department.
Don’t worry. There are no trains leaving Athlone or Kildare. You won’t be obliged to determine the fate of nuns leaving either location. Unfortunately.
Does sound like the Department was having midnight thoughts of expiring. Best not to think at all after dinner. Hopefully just a dark night of the soul.
Oh that was just me looking for attention. Probably. I implore you to roll your eyes and move on. I’ll be far more dramatic when the time comes. If it ever comes *clutches handkerchief to breast*
You’re doing a fine line in attention seeking, Missus “frowns and purses lips in the facial expression known as the Cat’s Arse*.
We have a DP mission to achieve. I’ve even bought one of her books for inspiration. I’ve just come from Young Miss Tara and read her Mara piece – so I invited her along to the DP soiree. Missy T has real readers – Missus, this could be the making of us!!
Good work, dot comrade. Not only does Tara have real readers, but she has real published writers among them! She could deliver the best DP soiree single-pen-edly.
Yes, but she has already opted out – due to the demands of other non-written posts. What a quitter *shakes head at how Young Wimmen today just don’t appreciate the finer points of procrastination* Stalwarts like ourselves would never dream of owning up straight away to things we won’t do.
Or couldn’t do, in my case. Mara and DP collide on a spa trip. Are you reading, Tara? That’s a yarn dying to be written.
Absolutely. Turns to p394 where the story begins
Oi!!! Just because I’m late to the meeting, doesn’t mean you can do the minutes without me! Yeah, I quit this one before I began. But that’s what comes of suggestion anything to me in the Silly Season. As soon as August is over I’ll be back to making empty promises all over the shop. In the meantime I’ll mull over the DP/Mara alternate timeline/universe issues.
On another note, back to your original post, Tenderlation. If I was a nasty social media whore, I’d be asking “U OK hun?” But seeing as I’m not, I just wanted to know if this is a cry for help, or should I be getting out the defibrillators? I always have at least two handy.
Tenderment has changed her status:
What’s for you won’t pass you by. Including reflux. *insert sad face here*
Hope you’re over this now? I sometimes also have these moments about ditching my marriage and of course my children. Then it comes to birthdays and Christmas and I think of the presents…
Saved by the prospect of body lotion! A worthy reason to stay put. Funny, I’m usually the one going “you’d all be better off without me” *back of hand to forehead in dramatic fashion* before veering quickly to the realisation I’m seriously underselling myself. 🙂