I do not remember when I first heard about blogs and blogging. I never did much organized writing before that if I could possible avoid it. But if I had to do a paper on something I cared about, or was writing someone a letter, I would go on and on. There were even times in my life when I “submitted“. Of course not successfully, as we well know, or I would probably have several Pulitzers under my belt and a few really good movies playing on your local screen. But I received actual professional encouragement. Have you? Anyway, it became what it is. A place for me. A place that people visit.
I have only the vaguest idea of what an algorithm is, and I know there is one on Amazon that is good to me. But I would really like to know the algorithm that brings visitors to my blog cuz there is definitely no rhyme or reason to it. I know how to pull a few strings if I start to fall below the horizon, but I get these huge numbers when I have done nothing or think I have nothing. Well, I am not going to analyze it cuz it is all just kind of fun for me.
Sometimes I really need to let loose with a bunch of stuff that bothers me, but usually I just blather. As you well know.
There is one thing I am going to pay attention to, though. I actually worked on my work in progress tonight. I have been having huge problems with it. I wrote a bunch of junk just to put words down, which is supposed to be rule number one: Just Write. So, tonight, looking at it, some of it was salvageable and some actually useful. Not “good”. I have written some stuff that I felt was “good” and I get specific reactions to that, so I can kind of judge myself. But I wrote. I edited. I corrected. I deleted. And there are two more things I have to put in it. I know what they are and I am not worried about that part. What I always have trouble with is having the person “here” where I wanted them to be and where I put them and getting them to “there” where I want them to be and where they have to be. So I am making progress there and am starting to think I may actually be able to launch this one last book before I head to the happy hunting grounds.
And this time, I am going to notice if this blog has any influence on what happens after I publish. My blog is now a different entity.
So we shall see.
Not too much keeps the old bird up and running these days. Now that Delaney uses polysyllabic words and wears big girl pants, I feel it is pretty much all over for me. And I am getting sick of Barney’s incessant wonderfulness. I do have an idea about a different tangent, and a fun thing I might do to put Amazon through its paces. So maybe there is life in the old girl yet.
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