Bitch on the Blog

March 6, 2012

Small fry

Filed under: Communication — bitchontheblog @ 19:16
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I know the recommended word count for blog posts is higher than mine usually is. This minute I am on more than one blogger’s war path.

And yes, the house does stink of fried fish and some of my thinking gone wrong.


Word count: 49. Play that number in your next lottery

PS Have just listened to one of the most ridiculous pieces of music ever, no, not the Radetzky March.. Am in a mood I can barely contain. At 74 word count. Hugs, kisses, don’t be that rat leaving a sinking ship. 91



  1. Is it kind of like thoughts being balls in a pinball machine?

    Comment by The Old Fossil — March 6, 2012 @ 19:49 | Reply

    • It is. You never know when you’ve scored. Or at least I don’t. Mainly because I don’t even know how to play in the first place.


      Comment by Ursula — March 6, 2012 @ 20:27 | Reply

  2. You’re about to have the chance to say I told you so back at my place.

    Comment by blackwatertown — March 6, 2012 @ 20:06 | Reply

    • Hold it, Paul. Are we still on apostrophes?

      More or less, maybe fewer, evaporating yours,

      Comment by Ursula — March 6, 2012 @ 20:29 | Reply

  3. Is there a recommended word count? Oh my! I’m surely volumes over it at around 1,000. I like short and sweet (or not so sweet) posts. The more cryptic the better. They make me work for my fun. Is that an oxymoron? Oh my again. I think my comment exceeded your post in terms of word count. Someone shut me up…

    Comment by Lorna's Voice — March 6, 2012 @ 21:44 | Reply

    • Work is the failure of play: Desmond Morris
      As you would have to pay for the full quotation here it is:

      Work is the failure of play. Human beings have extended playfulness into adulthood, calling it art, science, philosophy, literature and so on. It’s such playfulness that has made us great. But if you get into a boring job that you hate, it can no longer be regarded as ‘play’ and is known as work. I’ve been very lucky and class my job as play. When I was young, my family wanted me to have a serious job, but I decided to rebel and became a zoologist, and I’ve had the good fortune to be able to make a living out of it.

      And yes, for those who might remeber, I am repeating myself….. but I love the idea…..

      Comment by magpie11 — March 6, 2012 @ 22:09 | Reply

  4. MUnching apples in bed and now fried fish! Tut!

    What was the piece of music then?

    Comment by magpie11 — March 6, 2012 @ 22:04 | Reply

    • Whilst fantastic, sardines are the worst. Yesterday, I had my way with whitebait (the Angel loves his fish). Unfortunately the first batch went hay fire because I tried to be clever. Unlike Edison it took me only ONE more attempt – and they were divine. If that’s not too strong a word for a small fish.

      The piece of music – I don’t know, Magpie. I mean I know, but for the life of me can’t remember the composer or the title. Since it clearly reminded me of the Radetzky Marsch it may give you a clue.


      Comment by Ursula — March 7, 2012 @ 06:33 | Reply

      • NOw ther eis a piece by (IIIRC) two of the strausses in tandem that quotes Radetsky. Darned if I can recall it though>

        Comment by magpie11 — March 7, 2012 @ 22:38 | Reply

  5. Uh – oh. I missed the word count class in blogging. Yes, mine are usually longer than 49 words, but sometimes my comments are longer than that. There is a true art to brevity, especially if your message is communicated well. You can taste the whole ocean better in an oyster than in a sailfish.

    Comment by writingfeemail — March 6, 2012 @ 23:08 | Reply

    • Renee, the other day I happened upon an article how many words you need to capture your readers, and how many more to lose them; albeit in a business context (ie how to sell yourself/your product). What the author said was so obvious it made me wince and cause me some hilarity at the same time. Let’s just forget about it.

      “Private” blogs are as different as we are individuals. By instinct I err on the side of brevity, and EXPAND in comment boxes. Oh, boy. Michelin Man has nothing on me. That’s where {for me} the action/conversation is. I get to know people in comment boxes. Just as an aside: There is one blog I visit though don’t comment on any longer where you think the blogger is a different person from the one who answers her reader’s comments. Don’t like it. Find it rather disconcerting. And can’t help feeling that the “text” is ‘manufactured’, artificial; the author showing her true colours in how she replies to her readers. It’s why, by way of example and I could give others, I truly appreciate your, Bella’s and Lorna’s blogs. There is no jarring between the original text and the replies to your readers. (See: What did I say? Give me a comment box and the balloon will take some bursting).

      And some blogs are those of spell binding story tellers. And by its nature a STORY will need more words than my own throwaways. My purpose is to drop a bait, just one spur of the moment thought. Must be all that fly fish angling I did with my wonderful grandfather before I was even five. Some worms clearly tastier than others. So the catch varies. As does people’s patience.


      Comment by Ursula — March 7, 2012 @ 07:31 | Reply

  6. Brevity is the soul of wit.
    ~Polonius, in Shakespeare’s Hamlet~

    Of course, he ironically launches into a long-winded soliloquy on the merits of brevity in speech.

    Comment by Phil — March 7, 2012 @ 05:27 | Reply

    • Somewhat like the irony of “moderation in ALL things.”

      Comment by The Old Fossil — March 7, 2012 @ 05:33 | Reply

      • Phil and Old Fossil, please do see my reply to Renee.

        Brevity is most certainly the soul of wit as Oscar Wilde has proven. The poor guy could barely finish a sentence before all the world quoted him.

        Irony indeed: I was put through the hoops of “shorten, shorten, shorten” (a written text). Condensing it like chicken stock or a consomme. Loved it, love it. As much I love a freshly sharpened pencil.

        However, blogs’ comment boxes are [to me] conversation/exchange – and conversations (unless you are monosyllabic by nature) are expansive. So expansive that FOS (father of son) asked me – by way of complimenting me – that he far prefers my writing to him (so concise) than talking to him (on the phone). Yes. Well. Good. Excellent. What can I say? What is stunned silence for if not to be broken?


        Comment by Ursula — March 7, 2012 @ 08:05 | Reply

        • I would venture to guess in the blogging world, if one were to measure the proportion of words in the comment boxes to the words in the original body of the post, yours would rank highest. Especially if one were to get rid of the perfunctory “good post” and “I agree” type comments that clutters many a thread. Or comments with smilies. [must resist putting one in, must resist]

          You have a gift at drawing out the fish – your Grandfather taught you well.

          Comment by Phil — March 7, 2012 @ 13:58 | Reply

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