I was interviewed for a radio talk-show the other day, where we discussed blogging, writing and social media interaction. I have no idea how I sounded because it won't be broadcast until mid March but I'm sure at times I sounded a bit muppetty. I was asked a lot about my life as a blogger and why I chose to start blogging in the first place. That was the easy bit; I told him about the incredible support I have received over the years through being a part of different blogging communities and I got carried away when I described the friends I've made.
The interview took place on Monday. I'm glad really because if it had taken place yesterday I fear I would have painted blogging communities in a slightly darker light. Do I blog about this, I thought, or do I brush it under the carpet and move on? I think back to that interview and remember what I told Dominic, how vibrant a colour I painted of our blogging communities. If I were to blog about being let down, deeply upset and visibly shaken by something that happened, surely that would lower the tone of my blog? Or would it bring in the comments, would it provoke a reaction and cause that big old wooden spoon to wade through treacle as I cackled over the cauldron in which it stood?
I hope what happened never happens again but it's left me with a bad taste in my mouth; it's left me unable to trust, and that is something that worries me. I like to trust people. But of course the reality of life is not being able to trust every one, but being able to move on. I hope I can do that because there are too many people in the blogging communities of which I am a part, whom I respect, admire and am deeply fond of.