I know I've commented on most (if not all) of this before at least once (and maybe more). But, hey, repetitious repetition is what keeps you coming back, right? Hello? ... Anyone?
As I am coming off a very brief and unintentional blog break, I suddenly find myself thinking about comments again, specifically making comments on other peoples' posts. I like to comment, but I often find myself saying something really, really LAME. And short. And I try not to read other peoples' much more awesome and longer and well thought out and funny and insightful comments. I might learn something, but then I'm often intimidated right out of leaving a comment at all. In fact, I have found myself leaving fewer and lame-er comments than usual. Also good for some brief angst is when and how to leave a comment on a new blog (or a blog that's not really that new, but I've been doing more lurking than commenting). I mean, do you just jump right into the conversation like you've been there all along (even though, being the creepy lurker that you are, maybe you have been there all along) or do you introduce yourself? And what if they are the cool, popular bloggers and they don't really need another commenter/groupie/wannabe? Or there are already so many comments that why would they want one more? When I get past all my way weird over thinking, I tend to go for the awkward leap of just jumping in and landing in an awkward heap in the combox. Because that's much better than the awkward introduction, don'cha know?
Sidenote: I really don't know where people get the idea that all bloggers are socially awkward introverts.
Also, aren't you glad that a few days off gave me some time for some deep, deep thought?
Anyway, I decided that when it comes right down to it, all I can do about comments is to keep commenting. At least if I do, you know I'm reading and that I care (because I am, and I do). And that's the important part, not as much that it's short or not very edifying (at least I hope that's the important part). When I really got to thinking about it, I have never not loved getting a comment from a new-to-me reader. I have never read a short comment and thought, "How lame, why'd they bother commenting?" And never, ever have I gotten one too many comments (quantitatively speaking... qualitatively is another story, but not from anyone that's actually reading this post!) I love "meeting" new people, and any comment, no matter how short makes me happy. And so I will go on commenting like I like it when people comment.
But, really? How can someone go on this long about nothing (and for probably at least the second time) and still not come up with a little more of something to say to awesome posts other people write, or ones that make me laugh, or the ones that touch my heart? Ah, well. It's going to take me more than a few days off to come up with the answer to this and other, just as thorny, questions in life.