What better way to celebrate my successful yet unofficial participation in NaBloMePal than with a good old fashioned whinge. Maybe if I did something like Karmyn, I’d have more of a sense of accomplishment and wouldn’t feel so down. Nah!
I’m mainly feeling bummed because my computer has embarked upon a mission to separate me from whatever shred of sanity I have left, by generally being a complete prick (thank you Mr Gates for your high quality, thoroughly tested updates). But I’m also feeling bummed because despite my gentle disposition, despite my words of wisdom, support and encouragement, despite my spiritual nature, despite literary prowess that would put Henry Thoreau to shame (are you kidding! I’ve read Walden Pond, fucking graffiti would put that hack to shame), and despite having the cutest pooches in the universe (at least that part’s true) the only way I can get my comments into double figures is if I respond individually to everyone with separate comments, and then add another four or five of my own for good measure.
Not that I’m complaining…of course I’m fucking complaining, and here’s why:
Yesterday I thought I would expand my horizons with a spot of blog hopping, so I clicked the links in some blog rolls (these were all blogs I have never read before). Ok, you got me, I was thinking that maybe if I visited some new blogs and left messages, people would read my blog, be gobsmacked at it’s brilliance and become devoted readers for life. But my plan hit a snag (no, not a sensitive new aged guy, it seems that in the blogosphere they’re all blogging chicks or holy rollers, or in some cases, both ). Cheese and Rice there’s some poor excuses for prose out there! But that’s not the worst of it, it soon became apparent that the worse the blogger, the bigger the readership! There are some exceptions and I’m proud to say that they are all within my circle of bloggers.
So my plan for leaving comments all around the place and attracting new readers came unstuck when for the most part my comments would have been "do you really thing anyone gives a shit" or "just turn the TV back on you fucking moron", or, and some may possibly have found this slightly offensive, "borrow one of your kid’s first grade books and learn the difference between grammar and your grandma, you fuckwit".
I read posts that were poorly written, had the most mundane subject matter and just trailed of into the sunset without actually coming to a point. So I’d be thinking "Hmmm, second grade English level and a myopic view of the world, no wonder they have no readers. What? Forty-fucking-four comments! They must be giving her shit!" Not so, (apart from the author not so much as making even one paltry effort to respond and giving me a chance to say Ha!it’s really only forty three), the comments were all along the lines of "Great post", "your best post yet" or "wow, you really captured the moment". Where’s the justice in that!! And what post were they reading?
But here’s what really pissed me off, I also came across some extremely well written, humorous and/or insightful posts. And yes you guessed it…these bloggers usually got between 2 and 4 comments. No wonder people give up.
Now I don’t want you guys to think that I don’t appreciate your support, I most definitely do…without it I think (I know) I’d quit blogging. Mind you, I must admit I always get more comments on a post that just has a picture of a pet, than one I’ve spent hours drafting.
Just once like to experience the thrill of a squillion comments for a post with only words.
Well, there you have it. Congratulations to me on a month of posting (the astute among you would probably know that it’s actually closer to six months continuous posting, but who’s counting).
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