To think, I used to have the attention span to write more than 140 characters.

Twitter is lauded by many, hated by few, not understood by lots, and used obsessively by some, namely me. One of the issues I have with twitter, however, is its effect on a dying breed- the blogger.

If you can't tell, I used to blog. I would write little essays, poems, social commentaries, post pictures, and then I would look at my Google analytics, see that 5 people had read them, and I would be content. I didn't care if people liked what I said or if anyone cared; I liked what I said, I could say it long, and I could say it proud.

Now, however, I've been struck with the twitter bug.

I love twitter. I love the fact that I can post little blog posts, express myself in the same manner, and see how everyone is doing that fast. I love that all 150 of my followers are almost forced to read my snarky, usually meaningless tweets. I love that commenting on other's tweets requires little more than pressing the shift key.

I don't love what twitter has done to my blog.

I logged on yesterday, hoping to write a post about my intense new appreciation for Notorious BIG. I thought about it for a while and all I could come up with was a quote, so I tweeted "Honeys wanna chat, but all we wanna know is where the party at, and can I bring my gat?" I was content but left my blog to lay fallow for yet another day. I looked back at my posts- if 0ne were to graph the number of posts by month, they'd see a steady decline- and a steady increase in my number of tweets.

As usual, I'm at the end of my post thinking about whether I've come to a conclusion or if I've just babbled for a few paragraphs. I don't think I can conclude anything however, because I don't even know whether or not I'm upset- all I can do is watch in disappointment as my ability to type more than 140 characters fades away.