Over at another blog that I link to quite often these days, (Take a guess! Is it Aunt B. Or Mike Duran?? Pick one) there is a discussion as to how to use blog comments as breadcrumbs leading back to your own blog.
Now, to be honest, sometimes I don’t want people from one blog coming to this blog because I get nervous. How will the Christians handle my love for Harry Potter and my frequent use of the self-constructed epithet “crapweiler”? How will the Pagans, the Atheists, the Jews, the Muslims, handle my occasional forays into Jesus Is Just Alright With Me? And how will the feminists handle my traditional marriage with its traditional gender roles? I get nervous and then I realise that the point of this here space is transparancy and an opaque transparancy is a tautology. Okay, no it isn’t. But I once heard a famous person I dislike misuse the word “tautology” in just that way on a talk-show, so whenever I have the opportunity I poke fun at her by doing the same thing. Don’t use $3 words to try to look smart if you don’t know what they mean, Mrs. Shakespeare In Love.
Anyway. The discussion veered into the arena of how many blog entries go uncommented upon and how demoralising that is. Ooops. There’s nothing else to say but “it’s demoralising when people don’t leave comments.” If it weren’t for WordPress’ wholly unreliable stats page I would be left most days feeling as though my blog was only read by me and, occasionally, my husband.
Thankfully I have these encounters “IRL” as the kids who are too lazy to type out the letters ‘n eal ife’ say, where folks will come up to me and begin to talk about things I’ve said here as though they either paid attention all along or knew they were going to see me so they went back and studied up. Either way, I’m both flattered and slightly remoralised.
But I’m also creeped out. I can only imagine how it’ll feel to have a book published and then see all these strangers weigh in at Amazon. Yes, I know I have magical thinking occasionally, what with assuming it will a) get published and b) bought by people who will then c) take the time to review it. Eh. So what? If it weren’t for some degree of magical thinking I would be an atheist.