Something weird has happened with my blog lately.
More people have started reading it.
I know! I’m as surprised as you.
In the past couple of weeks the traffic has doubled. It has gone from “not much” to “yeah, still not much, but definitely more.” (Those are scientific blog tracking terms, don’t concern yourself.)
I have no idea why this happened (or if it will last.)
I don’t feel like I’ve changed anything.
I don’t think that I am being linked in more places.
Just one of those things, I guess.
When I first started blogging, I assumed that I would be embraced by tens of thousands. That people would start offering me money, book deals, nude photos and marriage proposals. And that it would be GLORIOUS!!!!
OK. That’s not actually true.
Well, not entirely…
I just wanted a place to practice writing without censoring myself, and to quiet the voices in my head. And if I somehow managed to find a small group of loyal blog friends, that would be awesome.
And the plan has worked out amazingly well.
So many of you leave kickass comments. I actually feel guilty that I am not a better commenter. A big reason is that I read many of you inside bloglines.
A bigger reason is that I am very lazy and easily distracted.
But, don’t think that I don’t appreciate you!
All of you.
I love my little blog.
Sometimes too much…
In a dream the other night I uttered the phrase, “Yeah, I think we’ve all been cock-punched by love at one time or another.” And INSIDE THE DREAM thought, “Wow. I should blog about that.”
Man, I hope I am not the only one that stuff like that happens to.
At one point, I did wonder what I could do to increase traffic. However, I kind of settled into not having a huge following. I embraced it.
My blog started feeling like one of those endearing little dive bars to me.
Not the super sketchy kind. But, the type where you can bring a gorgeous blond socialite type and teach her how to play pool while Ozzy Osbourne plays on the jukebox. (Hopefully only Clink knows what I am talking about.)
Hmmm. If my blog IS said dive bar, I am not sure if that makes me the sage bartender, dispensing charming small town advice. Or the drunk regular telling the same stories over and over.
Maybe the bastard spawn of their forbidden late night love.
Wow. This one is clearly getting away from me.
Because of the new traffic, I have decided that my site needs a major face lift. I have to get rid of the prison cafeteria tray green colour scheme.
I have a few ideas. Nothing for sure. I might even ditch blogger.
Any freakishly skilled web designers out there?
So, in conclusion…
Thanks for coming out. I really appreciate it.