Friday, May 4, 2012
Nobody Reads Your Blog
I laughed when I found this sticker on one of my walks this week. It's by a street artist named Curly, whose stickers I've found in both London and New York. And while it's not quite true, in my case, it's a sentiment any blogger can ruefully appreciate.
When I first began blogging, I suppose I had hopes of developing a following -- and I did develop a small one, for which I am thankful. But I also quickly learned that I am a tiny speck of plankton in the huge ocean of the Internet, and eventually reconciled myself and my blog to a life of relative obscurity. I am not the kind of writer who gains fame on the Web, being snarky about celebrities and offering cutting political commentary. I'm just writing about my life, which -- let's face it -- isn't all that different from many other lives.
Whenever I'm tempted to grow frustrated about a lack of readers, I remind myself that I kept journals on paper for many, many years. And no one read those. Blogging is the same creative release -- not a path to notoriety. That's why this sticker made me laugh, rather than cry!