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Ramble: Blogging Cold Stark Reality


It is silent here.

No laughter. No voices. No keyboard clicks of wonderment and joy.

It is empty here. Mostly it has always been that way. The longer I do this blogging act of desperation, the wiser I become as to my own talent and star-power. I got nothing.

I’ve tried the various techniques to build audience and traffic. Did the hours and hours of visits to other blogs and other sites. Leaving traces of my own passing. Calling cards and invitations for others to come back here and play. Natch.

I posted two poems yesterday. I have over 3000 theoretical followers. I cross-posted and re-posted across a dozen other sites and social media hubs. Wait what is that sound? Do you hear it. It is only the wind whispering over the Ethernet, the wind chortling ever so softly: “loser.”

Yesterday’s grand total views: 32
And over half of those views are here: https://merlinspielen.com/2013/06/18/fear-of-apples/

I guess I should take solace that I own the searches for Fear of Apples and Malusdomesticaphobia. I am a google god!

Why do I bother? Been 4 years of posting now. Almost daily. I should probably stop wasting my time. Or at least stop fretting about how many people read these words.

So tell me is anyone actually reading these posts? Or should I just pack it all in and fuggedaboutit…

I know mainly what I am doing wrong is writing crappy meaningless poetry. Without any pretty pictures. I should include pictures. Pretty pictures of naked women to accompany my poems. Of course if I had naked women to to take pictures of, well I wouldn’t be writing poetry. I’d have other things on my mind. Or at least on my face…oh now maybe that will get me some more hits! Salacious delicious sexual content.

Okay carry on then – did my regular angst-dump on WTF am I doing writing this crap and paying for the privilege of hosting.

The reality is sinking in at this point. I am quite adequate with words. I’m just not very good at it. And no matter what I will always scrawl out random stanza’s that leak from another dimension.

Yeah I know: Life isn’t fair, and that is just the way it is. I saw Labyrinth so I get the life-lesson already.

Bueller?

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7 responses

  1. I’m not sure what to say here. What did you want to get out of this space?
    I do actually like your writing and your presence in this abyss.

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    1. Which space? The blogging space? I want to be rich and famous and a blogger. Just ranting at the ether. I want people to occasionally stop by and have a conversation. But that doesn’t really happen. Well you stop by and say hello – the rest of the world just drives by with the windows rolled up…

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      1. I’ve noticed that people don’t comment as much. Have you seen blogs with a gazillion likes but zero comments? What’s up with that?

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      2. Because liking is so much better than talking. Hey thumbs up at ya 🙂
        I think mostly on wordpress it is because of the “Reader Feed”….I can Like 20 things before I even read one of them! How much fun is that I ask you?

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  2. Blogging is hard. =/

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    1. I’m not sure “blogging is hard”
      The blogging part is pretty easy. The audience part is hard. Heck even frustrating!

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