When I first started my blog and actually began to gather followers, I was so grateful, and I felt an obligation to follow each one of them in turn. And that was fine for a time, when the numbers were low. But things quickly spiraled out of control, and I found myself unable to keep up. Reading all the lovely blog posts started to take up much more time than I expected, and I found myself starting to resent having to read so much. How sad, because I love to read!
I tried spacing it out a bit, only reading a few here and there. But soon I found myself overwhelmed with so much in my inbox that I had times where I had to sweep it all away in a massive deleting. This broke my heart; callously clicking away others words without so much as a glance. So I decided that I needed to start being a bit more selective in the blogs I follow, so I could help my oversensitive self not panic by being inundated with so much information. Now that I follow a smaller number of blogs, I find I am relaxed and once more enjoying the world of blogging.
And as I look at the flip side of things, I notice that I actually have 77 followers now; yet if I’m lucky on a good day I might get 7 people who read and/or like my post. And that is perfectly fine, as I write for the joy of it, not the adoration. But I have to wonder if other bloggers have also amassed an unmanageable amount of blogs they follow. Like some kind of blogging fever that strikes when a blogger is fresh and new, excited and ready to take on all the wonderful offerings that are out there to read.
It all reminds me of days past, when people used to read magazines and actually subscribe to them, having them sent to their homes. It used to be a common problem once upon a time; getting carried away with too many magazine subscriptions and never enough time to read them all. The solution for that problem was picking out only one or two that really merited interest and not renewing the rest.
Well now the same seems to hold true for the plethora of blogs available to read, and I find myself having to select a reasonable number that I can give quality time to reading. And as with all things in life, that is ever changing. As I un-follow some blogs, I find new ones that I want to follow – and I’m sure that the same is done with my blogs. Such is life, always full of change, and such is the reason that I am only a part-time reader of blogs.
It’s time again to revisit the reason I started a blog in the first place, as I find myself pouting recently over the minute number of responses to my blogs – oh, get over it! is what I keep telling my overactive ego. I have fallen into the self-gratifying habit of checking and rechecking my site stats, poring over the numbers like a statistician and trying to figure out how to attract more readers. Maybe I should only publish posts during the week and not the weekends; seems like that’s when more people view my posts, during the week, and early on in the day, not later in the evening. Then I start to ponder, what do the people want? Obviously it isn’t always what I think is interesting or entertaining or enlightening. Otherwise I would have surely been on Freshly Pressed by now – and by the way, what does it take to earn that featured status? Oh, the sad manipulation, all to try and gain attention – just like a child.
I ask myself the most important question of all, why do I write in the first place? Is it to try and get somewhere, to an exalted place in the world of writing or blogging? Or maybe, just maybe, it is the real reason that I started writing – because I love to write! When I rediscovered the joy of playing with words, with having thoughts come to me in a poem or a musing or a short story, I found a part in me that had been hidden for so long. I found that I am creative! And I found the most enjoyable outlet for my creative juices, the art of writing.
And really, I do this thing, writing, because it is a kick to create something. I often find myself reading my poems and stories over and over, and I love them! And I have to know that even if I only connect with one solitary soul as I write my blog posts, then I have done a great thing in reaching that soul. We don’t have to do such grandiose acts of connecting with one another to affect joy and inspiration in our fellow human beings. Sometimes we can touch others in ways that we may never know. My words are out there, the energy behind them is out there, and that is the key to why I blog. Holding back what I have to give in lieu of attention getting defeats the whole purpose. Reaching in and letting myself create, and then sharing that creativity is what this blog is all about, no matter if one person reads it or no one at all.
With yesterday’s St. Patrick’s Day celebrations, I was reminded of all that comes with those celebrations while reading a fellow blogger’s post; one of those components being men in kilts. I remember when I first saw a man wearing a kilt here in Portland, as if it were the most natural thing in the world – and here in Portland, it is! So of course the writer in me found a poem in that, and I share that with you, as well as the wonderful post that inspired me at: http://travelspirit333.wordpress.com/2012/03/18/st-paddys-day-party-bus/ Be sure to visit Sherry’s blog, it is full of other wonderful posts, and I thank her for the inspiration!
His Feminine Ways
Give me a man
Who is not afraid
To wear a kilt
Showing off a calf
Or daring a peek at a knee
In the ways that women do
The pleated folds of the skirt
Draping around his form
The breeze blows under the fabric
What is to be revealed?
If I am so lucky
The site of manhood
Will be apparent
Underneath a plaid pattern
Is on display
In the boldness
Of a man wearing a kilt
Enter in another 100 word challenge, this time a challenge with just one simple word – Wednesday. Once more I tip my hat to a very entertaining blog, Julia’s Place, who always gets us writing and thinking about the wonderful world of words!
What a strange language we speak
Dr. Suess didn’t warn me. He taught me all about hop on pop, red fish and blue fish, green eggs and ham. But he failed to teach me how to read all those non-phonetic words, words like Wednesday, which to my kindergarten mind should have been pronounced just like it looks: Wed – nes – day! I recall the horror of hearing my lovely teacher mispronounce that day of the week, and even more horror when I learned she was pronouncing it correctly! So I learned at an early age, the English language is a trickster.
I found a fun thing for us writers – a 100 word challenge presented by Julia’s Place blog site. The idea is to write a story using only 100 words from a weekly prompt. This week the prompt was “you bought her what” – intriguing – could I do it? Well, I did it! So thank you Julia for a new exercise in writing.
A Perfect Pair
Mom grabbed the next present from the pile on the floor next to her; the gift was from my sister. She unwrapped it and opened the box, her eyes sparkling like the lights on the Christmas tree. “Oh my Jenny, it’s beautiful!”Yet I gasped in horror as I whispered under my breath to my sister, “You bought her what I bought her!” But as Mom opened my identical gift, she said with such heartfelt grace, “Oh Julie, it’s perfect! Now I have another sweater to wear when the other one is in the wash.”
I have been honored to be nominated for not just one but two blogging awards just recently, even though I have only been blogging for a very short time. I want to thank LSCOTT POETRY and The Short and the Long of it for their nominations; please visit their blogs as they are very talented writers that I admire and am inspired by. Now, having said that, I am struggling mightily with the protocol for accepting these awards. First of all, the computer logistics are much too much for me – all that copying and pasting and notifying others and the whole widgit thing reduced me to tears, as I wrote about in a previous blog. I tried, lord knows I tried! But I want my writing to be fun and not frustrating. The other thing that I disliked was the making of lists for both awards. Things that no one knows about me? I feel that what I want to share comes out in my blog posts. And I don’t want to try and categorize my posts into a list of most this or most that – my words are my babies, and it would be like someone asking me, who’s your favorite child? The one aspect of the awards I like is the “nomination” of other bloggers – so I will be happy to list the sites that I am currently enjoying. I may sound like a crabby old person, unable to follow the rules, but I want to leave you with a line from Rumi, one of my favorite poets : It makes absolutely no difference what people think of you – and so, I will do it my way 🙂
Bloggers who I enjoy, in no particular order:
1. Fluffy Tufts
2. The Amber of the Moment
3. Limebird Writers
5. Enlighten My Senses ™
6. Fabulous 50’s
7. Rhymes and Frames
8. The Short and the Long of it
9. LSCOTT POETRY
11. The Bard of Liminga
12. Source of Inspiration
P.S. – The awards I was nominated for are the Kreativ Blogger and the 7 x 7 Link Award – I tried to post the graphics of these awards, but my limited computer skills would not allow it 🙂