2012 has been a year of stiff competition. I still do several blog-posts per day and my views vary accordingly.
I say accordingly, because there are a lot of factors that dictate how many, if any, views your blog will receive on any given day. For example, we have the 2012 Olympics going on just down the road. You have the football season. New video games and old ones (getting a DLC to correct the creators SNAFU on the original ending, is just one).
London 2012 banner at The Monument. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Summer is also the season of the Blockbuster film. School is for the most part out. Holidays are historically taken in the summer months. People who have been glued to their computers, laptops and iPads are now going out and cutting their grass, having barbecues and garden parties.
Image via CrunchBase
Basically the season of dithering and resting while waiting on warmer weather has passed.
The only ‘constant’ is my posting to my blog.
Of course you do get concerned when you check your view count and realise that it has increased by exactly one view in the last four hours. You tend to grumble and think why am I wasting my time. Don’t people realize that I live for high view counts? That my postings are like my party trick?
Look mummy at how well I can write! Look at my broad topic range! Look, no typo’s! In essence I feel like a performing dog. Running through hoops and jumping flaming walls and hearing cricket noises when I’ve finished.
I know, I’m over-reacting. My daughter calls me the “Drama King” and for good reason. Yes. I do exaggerate. But that is only for effect. I know that folks will pay more attention if I am telling a story about, oh, say…grasshoppers and the little buggers are in their millions. Grab’s your attention, doesn’t it? The mental picture of millions of little hoppers running around is much more eye-catching than hundreds of em.
Yes I am complaining, but, I’m also oddly content. Because if I can get just one person to read my little post, I’m happy. One person that is not a friend or a family member. One person who is an actual stranger to me. This makes me happy. This fulfils the longing in me to be noticed for my talent.
Okay so my talent equates to juggling three balls and very occasionally dropping one. But, minimal as it is, it is still a talent of sorts.
Even if you think of it as the literary version of running off at the mouth.
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I am a complete stranger to you, I live thousands of miles away, and I read your blog. I cannot read all of your posts but I like what I did read, although I have to say that your blog is kind of hard to navigate.
That is quite probably because it reads like I think…a bit grasshoppery! Thanks for commenting on it and passing on the fact that you liked it! You rock!!