No matter what alternative venues might come into existence, many blogs were going to have finite lifespans. Even group blogs are not really publications with an identity that stands apart from their authors, into which new authors can come and old ones depart while the blog continues steadily along. Any blog makes sense only at a particular time in its author’s (or authors’) life. They’re hard to maintain. At some point, either the author either moves on to some other kind of writing or publication, gets too busy to maintain it, or simply feels worn out by the exposure and repetition involved in long-form online writing.
Similarly from Steve Lackmeyer in Twitter’s #blogchat:
@DanGordon Books are forever. Blogs (Dustbury maybe the exception) are fleeting
Of course, nothing, not even the May fly, is as fleeting as Twitter. But the Professor is quite right: it’s hard to maintain one of these. I haven’t moved on to some other form, because I’ve always believed that what modest talent I have is pretty much restricted to forms of a thousand words or less, and because I don’t really have the time to do long-form work. (I do have a day job; despite the varying hours that appear in the timestamps, almost all this stuff is written at night and on weekends, and released as I get around to it.)
About that “repetition” issue, though:
The repetition used to worry me a lot. It still does sometimes, but I’ve come to realize that there are always new readers who haven’t read me holding forth on some subject that I’ve written about before. Or sometimes I find in writing something that I’ve discovered a new angle or emphasis on an old theme.
And as you all know, I’m not above pulling something out of the archives, slapping some Nu Vinyl on it, and giving it another few hours in the sun.