This is my 100th post, and so I have decided to try and get 100 views to my blog today! I have been failing to have much traffic lately, barely a handful of viewers per post, which means that even my dear friends and family may not be reading anymore. It’s ok, I still love you – but I want you back!
The goal of 100 views is perhaps a too high, since so far the only post of mine which has gotten close to that was my Eurovision post on Conchita Wurst, and that got 90 views that day. And that was only because of random people who had searched for the busty Polish girls and instead got my post. Sorry, fellas.
So I’m going to have to try really hard to get people interested in the nonsense I spew forth from my keyboard. Let’s just consider this post a Best Of Blog tour, in the hopes that at least some of what I write is appealing to the general public.
Every post you read gets me one step closer to 100! So click away!! Read, enjoy, or roll your eyes and look at pictures of hilarious animals instead. Just do it after you click.
So perhaps you’re reading this because you like writing, and that is what this blog is supposed to be about. Maybe you want to read topical posts like Worldbuilding with my discussion of Ursula Le Guin’s awesomeness or The Mirror of Fantastic Vanity in which I call out Neil Gaiman.
Or maybe you, like myself, struggle with finger-stalling brain-demons and would appreciate Mental Bran Flakes.
Perhaps, instead, you’re only here because I have Facebook press-ganged you into it, or a friend of a friend has posted this link. In that case, maybe you’d rather read something random and potentially humourous like The Spider and the Flute: a sleep-deprivation-inspired tale of arachnid tragedy about which critics, by which I mean the only person who commented (looking at you, md456), have proclaimed: “I have not felt this sympathetic for a spider since Charlotte’s Web.” Or maybe Hobbies, or “the tale of the boob coaster” where I had an R-rated yarn-craft disaster.
Are you one of my falconry friends? Or have a passing interest in things raptorial? How about A Falconry Rant where I bitch about the ignorant masses at my old job as a display falconer, The Austringer’s Lament where I wax lyrically about the hunt, or There’s No Such Thing as a Stupid Question – No Wait, There is where I give up on people in general as having common sense at all.
Maybe you’ve read all these before because you’re my mother and read everything I ever post (I love you!), or maybe you’ve never read any of them and have a new-found appreciation or concern for my mental state. Whatever the case, thank you for taking the time to read what I write.
This will also be a test of how far this platform reaches. I have decided that the avenue of self-publishing is the only way for a new writer to break into the industry currently, as much as I long to one day hold one of my books in solid printed paper. So without the weight of a traditional publisher behind me I will be needing to do all my own marketing and advertising, and that’s the real reason I created this blog. An author needs to be in charge of her own online presence and so this kind of self-advertisement, however uncomfortable it makes me, is part of the game.
So read, my pretties, read!