Wednesday, August 12, 2015
400 Really? What Gremlins are Reading My Blog?
Logging in tonight to get caught up on Bloggerville, I noticed I had a huge jump in the graph that pops up on my overview page, indicated number of pages viewed. Apparently this blog had 404 views today. Hmm, my weekly menu planning is about to go viral? A huge number of people turned minimalist and thought they might learn something from me, the girl with 16 bankers boxes of old paperwork? Or, did some computer program in a cyber version of robo calling trip onto my blog, "viewing" 3X the number of pages that have ever been looked at in a single day? Ding ding ding-a winner. Granted , many of you have that many readers, and I am one of those masses. I just do not. However, there was the slight moment when that jump in number was like a vanity mirror in front of my face.
We all blog for different reasons, and some of you might actually make a bit of money. I blog for my enjoyment, and if it strikes the fancy, I'm happy to have the company. Still, it does feel good when someone leaves a comment to my post. I get really excited when the commenter is one of my celebrity bloggers, my term for those that have the masses following them. I think it comes down to a simple fact that I like to feel validated. It feels like my views on life matter, and matter beyond my nook of the world. So to anyone who has ever posted a comment, thank you very much!
Through the daily writing exercises on my other blog, Sam and Writing, those of us participating are responding to each others writings, often expressing how uniquely different people can see an object, and develop a story around it. That was a shameless plug to get you to jump over and take a look. We've explored really benign objects and subjects such as door knobs (really!), dental visits, and waking up in the morning, and crafted these into vignettes or a fictitious tale, or even poetry. To me, this has been validation that I have stories to tell, and others just might want to hear them.Every person has stories to tell.
The ordinary can be unique, and interesting, and remarkable, and just silly. Take for instance, if I blogged about my new glasses, my first pair of bifocals, with no lines. However, the bifocal part doesn't seem to quite line up the way I like to hold my head when I look at the computer screen. I have to put the glasses on at an angle, no longer able to put the frame arms around my ears. This means they are sort of balancing on my head precariously. No less than four times in a day do I turned away too quickly and the glasses come flying off my face. I am sure I could get the frames adjusted to work better, but haven't yet. I'm a little amused at this turn of events. A very ordinary experience, but I bet if I wrote that up in a whole blog post, others would relate to their first experience with glasses, or bifocals, learning to wear contacts, or be able to share a much more interesting story related to eyewear. I think of my last eyewear upgrade, required because my husband shut the garage door on my head, and almost, and I am not exaggerating, killed me. Now there is a story.
When I blog, I like to feel like I am talking with friends, telling stories, comparing stories, and relating to stories. This is why I enjoy a cup of coffee or tea, or a glass of wine when I write and when I read. The conversation just seems to flow over a beverage or two. Gremlins, feel free to keep scrolling through the pages. I know you are there. I know your spam comment, "This is the most valuable blog site I have read. Keep it up." as a response to my post on $3.00 Office Space is preprogrammed, and my filter will send it right where it belongs. For the rest of you, consider yourselves welcome in my living room, any time. Hang out and listen to the conversation or play a part and add your story. I'm pouring.