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I'm not changing any minds or influencing policy or deconstructing important issues in a fresh and exciting way here and I just never found the audience I hoped to one day have. Maybe I even thought I might, but besides a forum for my bitching about random shit, the inchoate vibe of this particular stop on the inter-webs never really gelled into an interesting and coherent identity.
I've been at this blogging thing for almost three years now and my readership has never grown beyond people I actually know personally, and even among that limited group, I remain stubbornly stuck in the single digits for readership. And as for actual dedicated, interested readers... those I could count on one hand. Twice.
Granted, most of the fault for this paucity of traffic is my own. I know that in the blogosphere, much like in Life, one must give love to get love. You really do get back what you give out and in this venue I am about as generous as a frozen stone. I don't do much commenting on other blogs, which is far and away the best way to generate traffic. Too busy trying to read them all and compose my own posts in my limited time, I guess. Since I have a day job (OK -- evening, actually), my chances of having the free time to do enough research and composition to become the go-to blog on some emerging hot topic hover somewhere between nil and oblivion. Blogging is hard work.
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Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged
Missing me one place search another
I stop somewhere waiting for you
7 comments:
Say it ain't so, Joe. I'm sorry you feel that your blog is a waste of time. I assure you, it is not. But you are right regarding the reciprocation. Comment on enough blogs and frequent them daily and you will get some traffic. And hey, you're on driftglass' and Biobrain's blogrolls, so don't think people didn't take notice.
We'll speak soon. Maybe after a little time perhaps you'll consider an occasional guest item on my blog? I know your intellegence would increase the quality of my blog tenfold.
Until next we meet on the intertubes...
I love you
~ the wife
Understood my brother. Now I will actually have to come visit you to find out what you think.
-You filthy stinkin carpet bagger stuck in the Old Dominion Andrew
Joe: I read your blog regularly but haven't really commented because I don't think there is anything that I could add that you haven't already said, and much more eloquently than I could. So all my comments would consist simply of "Yes!" or "I agree!" and that doesn't really add to the discussion and dialogue! Anyway, I'll miss reading your writing. Perhaps I'll see you on Facebook.
So long, and thanks for all the fish!
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