You write. You write a lot. You write on a variety of subjects, but under a general theme. You put up stories, you put up poems, you put up reviews, you put up your art. You aren’t sure that this is the best you can do, but in the time you allow you have allowed yourself, it not bad. You find yourself improving, though. There’s that. There’s always that.
The views don’t come. You have a small, loyal audience base, and that’s great. Maybe it’s even better than you deserve. But you write. You write a lot. Worse, there is a voice in the back of your mind whispering that worse writers than you are doing better.
But that’s pettiness. That’s envy. Besides, you aren’t here for that anyways. This is practice. This is to make your wordcraft stronger. Which it is. it is getting stronger. It is.
One month you decide to do something. One whole month of posting, no gaps, no nothing. You’ve done it before, but under a certain theme. Well to hell with that theme. You won’t even mention it except maybe in vague passing. You are going to post, post often, post long.
For the most part it’s a good thing. True, you’ve fudged here and there. There was a weekend where you could have done more. A day when you should have done more. All in all, though, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. This is what the blog should have been like to begin with.
As the month passes, something change. You sit down at the computer and, while you do goof off, It’s not as much as it used to be. You don’t have as many of those blank spaces where you stare at the screen, where you string words together to no effect. You do write things. Sometimes in volume. You feel a change in your head, in your attitude. It’s sort of like your first really good drawing. The one where you set out to draw a scene and every line came together as you intended.
It’s like that first story, the one that convinced you that you could do this.
You start to think, hey! I can do this for two months! Three months! I want a year! Let’s plot some novels! Come on, come on, let’s plot some novels!
Then you notice the views. In the two hundreds. Last month it didn’t even break a hundred. And now it’s hitting better than two hundred. Daily.
You get excited. You can’t help yourself. You wonder what these viewers are looking at, what they are coming for. Maybe you can do a week of this one thing. See if you can get more readers. That’s not what this blog is for – it’s for practice, it really really is – but more readers mean more comments and that can’t be bad.
Finding out is easy. The blog you use will, with a click, tell you just what the viewers are viewing. It’s so easy! You go to the dashboard eager, happy.
What do you find? Why are people going to your blog?
For you images?
For your prose?
For your poems?
For your thoughts and ideas?
For Power Girl’s boobs.
Not just any Power Girl picture, mind you, but this one in particular:
THAT’S A CRAPPY PICTURE OF POWER GIRL, PEOPLE!
Look! Look! I’ll prove it to you.
Here’s a good one:
All staggering better. All on this site.
Is it that the essay in question is just. That. Good?
Nearly a month’s worth of stuff, and it’s just this one essay people are clicking on.
To see a bad picture of Power Girl.
But am I bitter? Am I upset?