I am afraid to go downstairs in the morning.
It’s very loud, and shrieky.
I am afraid I will start yelling, or worse.
So I hide upstairs, where I don’t see anyone, or more importantly, they don’t see me. I click away, and share my silly little stories on all of the social media sites that I can handle, and I melt. I absolutely love this. I don’t care about the lack of cream cheese or apple juice, because I have Dirtycowgirl telling me about her various addictions, or her dating life. The fact that someone got more Crispers than the other pales in comparison to the fact that Molly, Mickey, Brent, and the rest of the crew in The Missing Link, look like they are going to kick the bucket. It’s an ebook I am reading by the guys who so graciously bring us A Beer For The Shower, and for less than a dollar, you can help out a couple of writers, and give yourself some laughs along the way.
Almost every morning, I sit at the computer and share all of the blogs that I read on Google+ with whomever wants to read them. I know that John and Brazil are always good for a read and a +1 or a comment, along with Margaret, who chimes in herself once in a while. While the battle ensues below, I’m safely tucked away in the nook, reading about what happened in Mormonville from Brandon at http://www.lostinidaho.me/. I know I should cowboy up and wade into the fracas, even just to give my lady a moments reprieve, but I’m too selfish and afraid to leave my perch.
So I sit here with my friends.
I remember when I started blogging in September, thinking that it seemed really fun, and how it gave me an outlet to express myself. I could be funny or maybe say something that I’d been keeping bottled up inside for a long time. I started looking for other blogs, to see how it was supposed to be done, but I had a hard time finding ones that I liked. I found one that had some funny stories, but after I read through the greatest hits, I lost interest in it. From that blog, I found another blog that had a guy selling his ebook on blogging, and was told that I needed that book, so I got it. It was twice as much as The Missing Link, a fifth of the size, and a tenth of the value. I was also led to The Bloggess and then to Youngman Brown from this first blog, so that was pretty awesome.
While my attitudes towards blogging vary, I do know that I have done some of the things that I originally thought were cheap and shitty. One of these things is commenting for the sake of attracting readers. I only do this on The Bloggess’ website, but I have found myself completely douching out on a few occasions. It started with legitimate comments, and slowly escalated to an all out test of people’s willpower. I was actually daring people to click on my blog, and they were doing it. I had noticed that after a genuine comment, I would get four or five hits coming from her blog. Then I would read a post that I thought wasn’t worth a comment, but there would already be 325 comments on it. I thought about all of these people that were commenting on something that I, as an inexperienced, subpar blogger, would have been embarrassed to include in anything more than a Facebook status or a tweet, and they were all over it. In half an hour it had 100 times what my best post had in comments, and I got really jealous. I thought that I had better start commenting too, because these people would obviously love my beautifully constructed (in my opinion) story about how I finally got to meet my favourite radio morning show. So I did what I thought I never would. I put a comment in that simply said “I bet you don’t click on my blog link below here”.
Thirty hits came from that, and I was waiting to be blocked from commenting, but I wasn’t. So I would do it again, every once in a while, when I’d be among the first commenters. I still expect to be blocked at any time, but oh well. Really, if my life hinges on whether or not I can comment on The Bloggess posts, I’ve hit a real low. I doubt I’ve picked up any hardcore readers from that, but who really knows. I know that some people have looked, and that’s all a guy can ask for.
Another part of the blogging thing I’d like to touch on is sharing. I don’t know why every blogger doesn’t freely share all of the blogs that they love? Is it a competition? I read so many wonderful blogs, and I think everyone should be reading them. I guess people think that there isn’t enough time in the day to read everything, and if their readers find something else that they like better, then they may not read their blog. Boo fucking hoo. If your blog is worth reading, then they will read it. If it’s not, then let them read something that is. I think that most of the blogs I read are better than mine, and I hope that my readers will check them out. I hope that they will find mine entertaining enough to browse through as well, but come on, why hold back on sharing the good stuff?
That’s why I have sort of given up on FB and set my sights on G+. It is an amazing format for sharing content, and it doesn’t focus on drama or spreading virus videos. It is simple, and easy, and great for finding people with the same interests and hobbies. The people there are free with their help and advice, and the content is rich and inspiring. You should really check it out if you get a chance, and if you do, add me to your circles. I’ll help you get started on your journey.
For my blogger friends: I haven’t been commenting on your blogs very much lately, but I really have been. Whenever I share your posts on G+, I write my comment in as I share it. I know that it seems cheesy to not take the time to go to the site, but most of your blogs can be fully read through Google Reader, and then I just share it from there. Some of you are set up, like I am, so that only a snippet is shared in reader. In these cases I do go on your site to read. If I like the post, I still share it on Google+, so if you aren’t on there your stuff is being shared, but your fans would probably like to see you there too.
I guess I should go get ready for work. Today I’m helping Scooter at his new grub wagon north of the corner of Cty. Rd. 9 on Hwy 45 near Fenella Ontario. We’ll get the location today and put it on the Google and FB. Come on by and say hello.
If you have two, give one to your friend, if you have three, give one to your friend and me
It’s always more fun to share with everyone,