You probably didn’t notice but my last post made it 1500 even, which is a lot of writing. Like a book’s worth easy. And I was a bit startled when WordPress announced it to me because I haven’t been paying all that much attention.
Not like in the beginning of blogging when I counted everything. Page views. Blog visits. Number of posts.
Now, it’s just … oh yeah? 1500. Cool. That only took 6 and a half years – ish.
What’s more amazing to me is that after all this time, I still bother to blog at all.
But I can’t quite seem to walk completely away from the keyboard where blogging is concerned. Personal exposition has always been my favorite form of writing. It’s about as exhibitionist as I get and this in spite of my being a Sagittarius and all.
The widow dating stuff is probably the most popular if my search stats are to be believed.
If someone had told me back in my early single girl days at university that one day people would be reading my dating advice, I wouldn’t have known what to say. I was the hands down princess of the wallflower set. I had virtually no idea of how to get anyone to notice me, ask me out or how to go about initiating and maintaining a relationship. Seriously, hopeless on the romantic front and utterly clueless about relationships summed me up well into my thirties.
I wouldn’t even say that I was all that good at marriage the first time around.
So, the dating stuff, which pulls people in daily, is a bit of a shocking surprise.
Though I prefer writing about current events and politics, these are less of a draw. Understandable as I am not mainstream and neither buy nor sell the Wizard of Oz version of politics. I think that looking behind the curtain and seeing the Wizard for who he/she actually is works better in the long run than blissfully buying into whatever the current hope and change fantasy is. Most people wouldn’t agree, but it doesn’t keep me from reminding them that Emperor’s are rarely as clothed as they appear.
I still write about myself, which is amazing. And people read those posts. Which is equally astounding. And somewhat scary because I know some of these people in real life. I try not to think about that.
Originally, the blog was random, whiny and a bit about my annoyance with having been widowed. It was never really about grieving. Probably because I was nearly done with that by the time I started blogging.
Then, the blog centered on dating and remarriage. But that has a shelf life too.
Though I still write about Rob and I, we are old married folk in practice now if not in boots on the ground years. Perhaps we should count in dog years?
I have never been a mommy-blogger and I still find the writing from your uterus point of view repellant. I bred once. I have children. I mommy. I don’t think any of this defines me as a writer or is enthralling enough to do much of. Even my brief stint at a mommy blog was more a genre experiment than anything else.
So? Will the blogging continue?
Oh, I imagine so. I am not totally over it though I think that blogging as a writing form is at one of its lowest points, having been saturated to the point where everyone thought they could blog because they didn’t realize that it was about being able to write as much as it was about being self-absorbed. The narcissists eventually quit and the writers remain.
1500. It’s kind of inspiring.
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3 thoughts on “1500”
Wow 6 years and a half into the blogosphere and 1500 posts! That’s such an amazing accomplishment 🙂 Of course, you’ll continue, because once you’re in, you just can’t get out of it, right? That’s my say anyway. Keep writing!
Thanks. You’re right. The blog is a habit – though not the most frequent of ones – anymore.
I rarely blog anymore. I don’t think I have anything new to say. When I do, I’ll write again.