OK, guys, time to tell the truth. I’m tired. Exhausted. Bleary-eyed.
What? you say. You’re not exhausted! Your poor husband is exhausted. He’s the one up on the roof shoveling off heavy snow. What have you been doing that’s so tiring? Checking blog hits?
Umm…umm…yes. At least that’s what I did obsessively for 24 hours when the Zillion Hit blog hit big-time on the WordPress home page. It was both wonderful and exhausting.
It was wonderful because people seemed truly appreciative to have blog tips. It seemed like people really wanted and needed suggestions about how to improve readership. Others just wanted to share about their blogs. A huge outpouring of community connection spontaneously opened up.
One fellow commented, “Kathy, great advice – I read your blog yesterday, and then made a little extra effort to make a zinging headline for the blog I was writing at the time… what do you know, it made the front page for the first time! So, thanks for sharing!” You can read his post “You know you’re a nature photographer when…” by clicking here. Good work, David!
This felt wonderful. It felt wonderful to read what everyone said–almost 200 comments now (although some of the comments were mine before I got too overwhelmed and quit publically responding. Have been slowly visiting the blogs themselves saying hi and thank you. May be some time before that gets wrapped up.)
My blogs have been featured on the homepage of WordPress before. It’s exciting. Once the blog received 600 extra hits, and once 2,100 visitors arrived during the two-day run. But this blogging-blog went crazy! I mean crazy!
Guess how many visitors came over for a cup of blog tea? You’re guessing a zillion, right? You’re right. 5,800 hits registered during the twenty-four period it ran.
Wow. Wow! And you know what–even though it was wonderful and lovely and magnificent–I am tired. Of course, add in a couple part-time jobs, two meetings this week, two lunch dates, and an ice fishing expedition, and I suppose you would be tired too. Wouldn’t you?
Doesn’t it sound a tiny bit as exhausting as shoveling the roof?
Things should settle down by tomorrow. If that happens, you can learn all about our ice fishing trip yesterday on 265 feet of water on the Keweenaw Bay of Lake Superior. Until then…goodnight. Ooops, I mean, goodbye. We have to hop in the car and go up to Houghton tonight because Barry has to cover a hockey tournament for his newspaper job. At least we’ll have a nice dinner out on our “date”.