Once upon a time, not so very long ago, I started this blog. But it was too much like work. I wasn’t having fun – and, so my friends told me, it showed. I knew it, of course, and I was almost ready to abandon it entirely. But before I did, I decided to have a bit of a moan on Facebook. Blogging is a bugger, I wrote. It’s boring. Why on earth do we do it? Especially as we don’t get paid for it. And for a professional writer, that’s not what it’s all about. What was I doing wrong? Why did the thought of having to blog make my heart sink? More than 20 of my Facebook friends – nearly all of them bloggers themselves – responded. Most of them had not looked at my blog, they were just sharing their thoughts on what I should write about and what they write about. Most of it was good advice. I didn’t agree with it all, and some of it I knew already. So I scratched my head a bit, took on all the comments I agreed with, ignored those I didn’t (naturally), and now I’m starting again. Have fun, they said. Be yourself. Tell us something about travel writing we don’t know. Get personal. Make us laugh. I’ll do my best. I’ve made a few changes, and there’ll be a few more. Most in what I write and how I write it. Stick around, and let me know how I’m doing.