Blogging has its lows, I know.
Times when stats flatline, and fall.
As silence reigns across the site.
Those hoped-for comments don’t appear.
Five days go by without a view.
(Third year in, I get such weeks.)
Yet there are upsides, too.
Hence the title: used above.
I’ll start my list…
Seven good things about blogging!
1) Making connections.
(Seeing people return, until their avatars become akin to friends.)
2) The thrill of an arriving comment.
(Especially if you get very few. Often the case for me.)
3) Finding a fascinating blog.
(The pointer glides toward that “follow” sign. Resistance growing futile.)
4) Being first to “Like” a post.
(Or boost an unfairly-neglected one. Giving encouragement.)
5) Wishing a new blogger good luck.
(Sparing them commentless months: whence I began.)
6) Assisting someone to overcome a problem.
(Particularly mistakes I once made myself.)
7) Being deeply moved by a piece.
(Having my worldview changed.)
(One memorable example of (7) occurred in discovering a post about Ehlers-Danlos Syndromes, called The Reality of Living with Chronic Illnesses , by Julianna.
Her sufferings were far worse than I’d imagined.
Next, I found a video on the subject. It was upsetting to watch.
Then a wave of shame spread through me.
I recalled moaning over my own symptoms, to Wendi (from Simply Chronically Ill ).
Who endures Ehlers-Danlos.
I regretted avoiding research, instead of lazy vague ideas.
Too late, now.
(With luck, she’ll forgive me.)
Hence, if a single good thing might come from these thoughts, it would be
an increased awareness of EDS.)
So, what do YOU most enjoy about blogging?
Any of the points mentioned?
All of them?
Have I left something out?
Please add a comment.
A note to regular readers surprised by an outbreak of uncharacteristic positivity.
My spirits were raised after interacting with several favourite writers and supporters, namely:
River Dixon, Mike Campbell, Yassy, Larisa, Luna, Wendi, Linda R Davis, Elan Mudrow:
who visited a festive comment section, last week.
Which helped the Christmas period feel less isolating than usual.
(For a person spending his 28th Xmas alone.)
But fear not! Eccentric order may soon be restored.
Strange art and sad poetry, remain in the pipeline.
I also continue to class myself as a failure on WordPress.
Just between us (don’t tell!).
My guiltiest secret desire during 2019 was for someone to push that “reblog” button.
It never happened, of course.
Ah well: perhaps I can write content worth sharing in 2020?
(“Dream on!” says an inner voice.))
I shall end by wishing a
Happy New Year! 🎉
to you all.
Thank’s for reading.
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