How Long Would It Take This Blog To Die?

Introduction

It seems even in 2018 on my own blog I was suffering from something like Imposter Syndrome. I wasn't writing for anyone in particular or for any definite aim, but I felt I had to write about it.

This is Seven Days In where the post first appeared, and this is the blog referred to in the title.

How Long Would It Take This Blog To Die?

Pretty depressing title, and I am so glad when people read my posts but if I don't keep posting then readers just disappear. I am as guilty as anybody, I have several friends who run blogs that I don't really follow, just dip into them now and then. Sometimes I will post something that catches people's eyes for some reason and they will get a couple of hundred views.

If I don't post on Facebook then I get very little interaction, and hate relying so much on Facebook, but maybe I am just not a very interesting or even adequate writer, and unless I am writing about something that people are interested in then no one will read it, I wouldn't.

The reality is I will keep writing because I have some great friends who read and like what I put down in words, and also, as I have said before, this is a sort of diary whee I can store things that I may want to revisit in the future.

This week I have been feeling lethargic and as though my mind and body are wading through treacle. My walking has really dropped off, although I am still hitting my targets, just. Work is remarkably difficult, it's not that I can't do it, it's just that the simplest of tasks seem to become incredibly cumbersome. I have managed to get through a decent amount of work though I feel it's still a fight.

I am suffering from hay fever symptoms and life seems to be continually draining limbs, making walking a chore.

The very fact that I have managed to write this shows that I am dealing with things but I probably just need a day in bed. I will keep posting, but sorry this is not overly optimisticbut I am sure that I will feel much better soon.

I think Disturbed's take on Simon and Garfunkel's "Sound of Silence" is appropriate for my current mood, or my mood as was. Even writing this has lifted me although I still feel very tired, but it may also be this oppressive weather that has a lot to do with it.

Find something that puts a smile on your face and do that. It is a good thing to do.

Conclusion

When I was writing my blog, I was doing so in effective isolation, with no real critics, but then again, very few readers that I knew. I think in twenty years the blog has had about twelve valid comments (maybe about thirty spam ones, so I wasn't even worth the attention of spammers despite a million and a half visits)

Since joining Vocal, when I publish a story, I usually get five to ten comments so Vocal has brought me a lot closer to people who make me see that my work is worth reading and has some purpose.

I wrote that piece seven years ago, and though joining Vocal nearly did kill it for me, I found another purpose for it, a diary of the books that I read, so I don't think there will be many pieces that I will reshare on Vocal since April 2021 when I joined Vocal.

Thank you for indulging me on this, I really appreciate it.