The 9rules network has just announced the date of the next round of submissions.
Am I really masochistic enough to do it to myself again?
For shizzle, this time around I’m not hampered by a .blogspot domain, and I’m quietly proud of my loyal readership and minions. My content (even if I do say so myself) isn’t too shabby most of the time, and I think Mr Flibble the Penguin might earn me some brownie points with Scrivs. But do I even want to join a network? Would it hamper my free and independent spirit? (Yes I was laughing as I wrote that bit, worry not).
Seriously, consider the wildly improbable hypothetical for a moment: I get into 9rules. What would I get for becoming a member? The benefits are ever so slightly unclear to outsiders. Everyone says you want to be a member, but they are all very quiet about why. What part of my soul do I have to sign over once I become one of the elite? Will the secret handshake break any of my fingers?
Most importantly, I have to ask myself: why the frell do I even want to get in? There is the ever-so-faint odour of cliques and soroities hanging around 9rules (and places like it). Even geeks have their “cool group” and… the little bullied kid who still lurks inside me wonders why I’m setting myself up for the fall.
That’s my knee-jerk reaction to the announcement. I’m gonna be giving it a lot more thought over the coming month and I really would appreciate all your input, especially seeing as how if (and you’ve got to remember this is about as likely as me ending up dating Johnny Depp) I got in, there would undoubtedly be an influx of visitors on what is (I hope) a place you’ve all grown somewhat attached to.
Think on it though – such an endorsement would be one hell of a fancy rubber stamp saying I’ve got a good blog in Bright Meadow. (Not that I need one, yada yada. I just want one).