Okay, to fully understand where I’m coming from, I should start at the beginning. I started this blog with no great ambitions really. I had no idea where I was going with it or that I’d end up starting four more blogs, for Pete’s sake. Including this one, where I
talk post about my life as a fiction author and market my books.
As you can see, I’ve learned a bit about blogging since then.
Now, one of the most interesting and significant posts I’ve written for this blog has turned out to be Top 10 Funniest Blogs of All Time!!!
This post has been the single most popular one, ever since I published it. With the possible exception of the one I did about “Weird Al” Yankovic, which got Freshly Pressed. But that was only for one day. Afterward, traffic dropped off faster than a
body rock over a cliff’s edge.
Many things occurred, but let’s take them one at a time, okay?
1. I’ve learned about a lot of great blogs in the comments to what is probably my most popular post.
2. One of the most awesome blogs I learned about was The Bloggess. The Bloggess was so awesome and funny, I damn near died the first time I read it. Laughing, that is. Ha ha ha …
So, I kept reading it. I could tell that Jenny Lawson, aka, The Bloggess, was suffering, but using humor to mask the pain. I knew what that was like. Because of dystonia.
And when she invented the hashtag #furiouslyhappy, I thought Damn! I’m #furiouslyhappy every single damn day of my freaking life.
3. I’ve gotten to know the fine people at World O’ Crap through my blogging. In fact, I’ve made mention of them on another blog in a post about Perry Mason. This led to yet another post, in which my fictional lawyer character made a late motion to introduce cheesecake photos of Della Street into evidence for Chris Vosburg’s birthday.
And I also wrote a Blog of Note post about World O’ Crap.
4. In response to something I happened to see on LinkedIn, I wrote a guest post that talked about what it was like to have dystonia. As you can see, I mentioned it on this blog almost reluctantly and for fear of seeming like a complainer or whiner. But it was the truth and a hard truth. And the host called it inspiring, so there you go. And here’s the guest post.
Okay, having said all that, here’s the thing. This whole month has been really weird. Maybe because it’s leap year? Who knows.
The month started off with me nearly dying/becoming a quadriplegic while attending an indie film seminar after which I reached the startling conclusion that I could actually be a film producer, if I wanted to. This led to a weird epiphany of sorts. Kinda.
Meanwhile, I’ve been preparing for a book launch by linking back constantly to this post. Hurray for the Internet! Plus I have all the other stuff I have to do. You know. Sh*t I did while I wasn’t here. Ha ha ha …
However, I’ve noticed something ever since this realization hit home.
I think my blogging has come up a step or two. Maybe. Because this blog’s subscribers have more than tripled over the past few months. For this, I feel incredibly grateful. #gratitude
And my page views recently reached more than 100,000. When I saw that, my jaw nearly dropped into my lap.
So … in celebration, I, Moondoggie and the fine folks at World O’ Crap (including the awesome Scott Clevenger and Mary Clevenger) would like to remind you to (if possible) please give to the Annti Evict-O-Thon (at least, I think that’s what that gesture means). Please read this post for details. And three cheers for the Internet and cutting and pasting. Again!
Plus, I noticed a couple of things while reading this post on The Bloggess.
From the post (and I quote): “Becoming a bloggess: Tenaciously taking a joke way too far for the sake of sheer ridiculousness. Might be considered dangerous. Approach with caution and a booze slushee.”
I read that and I realized, OMG! I’ve done this. With Gene Weingarten.
So … does this mean I’m becoming a bloggess?
I also noticed this definition (and I quote): “Throwing a Simon Pegg: Being an excellent sport even when completely baffled, because there’s simply no reason not to do something random and silly to bring joy into the lives of others.”
And here’s a photo of Simon Pegg holding twine, which caused Jenny to call him “a damn saint.”
So … if I put up pictures of my dystonia-clenched hand holding twine, will that mean I’m throwing a Simon Pegg? Am I a damn saint?
PS: I’m sorry to kill anyone’s buzz with this, but all of this is horrible. Terrible sh*t happens and it makes me sad, but also makes me appreciate what I have.
PPS: It’s just come to my attention that Davy Jones has died. Rest in peace, Davy.
PPPS: This morning’s sunrise was spectacular. Isn’t it awesome to be alive?