So, from that perspective, Bear tends to treat his blogs as if they are journals of sorts.
Just the facts, ma'am, and stuff like that.
Solid, well-thought-out, well-expressed. Even the spelling is (usually) good.
Yada, yada, yada.
And kind readers leave the odd, thoughtful comment. Not that their comments are odd; they're not. They are delightful! (Then, there's the Blog Fodder, but that's another story entirely.*)
Anyhow, I did something different.
I published a light, fluffy piece, including a picture of Bear with a baby. (While I did that, I sat quaking, fearing my Writer's Licence would be revoked for doing such stuff and nonsense).
And what happened?
I've received more comments to that than to anything else that I've written. And, I've still got my Writer's Licence!
I understand that each literary type has it's own style, it's own conventions. Poetry and newspapers have very different styles. You know that.
Has journalist Bear not really understood the conventions of blogging? Has Bear be writing a blog like a journalist, instead of like a blogger? Should Bear be making changes? Should Bear work in multiple styles, on different blogs? Hmmmm.
I'm not sure where this will go, but it seems this is time to reconsider.
At the time of his retirement he thought back on his time as a painter.
On board, he had worked in the aft section of the ships on which he had served.
So he said he had left no stern untoned.
*The Blog Fodder is the only blogger who has met Bear in person. And that was decades (yes, decades) before there were such things as blogs, or Facebook, or Twitter. Meaning that BF knows way too much about Bear. Though, to tell the truth, he has been very gracious.