You’re reading my blog. I know you are. I want to know how you found it and what you think.
Last week my best friend wrote to me telling me the she feels so connected to me through my blog, but she wanted to know what I was getting in return? In a way it’s like giving a massage and never getting one back (when you’re not a masseuse of course), or giving your lover pleasure without reciprocation.
Good question bff.
So what are my answers:
1) I am writing again, and that’s a good thing. It had been quite a while.
2) Nobody is grading me here or asking me to edit. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not.
3) You can “Comment” you know. I would love to know what you think. Even the few times when people have not liked what I’ve written I have been excited that someone has chosen to communicate with me.
Every day I sit down and decide what to write about, but I have no idea who is reading it and what they’re thinking. I am a bit curious to be honest. Why do more people read it some days than others? It doesn’t seem to be related to how many posts I add. It’s all a bit baffling.
I have been excited by my blog. It is a new part of every day for me. Even if my fourteen year old son laughs hysterically (so hard that he has fallen onto my bed a few times) when I tell him how many visiters I have had on a certain day (he claims that a junky youtube video that he made in 30 seconds got 400 times more hits in an hour than my blog does in an entire day. Maybe I should blog on youtube? I have no idea…).
A lot of people have approached me in restaurants, on the street, and via email or Facebook to tell me that they’re reading my blog. They usually mention certain posts that they especially enjoyed. And then there’s my boyfriend’s friend, who said, “My own days are boring enough. Why would I possibly want to read about yours?”
Touche boyfriend’s friend. You made me laugh. Sometimes I even bore myself.