The young, twenty year old me read an absurd amount of books. Early before dawn, in the quiet room of a creeky old Victorian, I read. I read everything except the constipated texts I was supposed to read in college.
Today, my laptop is my wardrobe to Narnia. Only now, I not only read, I write. Writing is the way I get to muck around in my own mind with words.
I didn't know what I wanted out of blogging when I started. A documentary of my life? Or maybe or an online "dear diary"? Mostly, I wanted documentation to show my boys when they were older that I did pay attention to them.
My blog was boring. There, I said it first. Glad I got that out in the open. After the initial "I have a blog" excitement wore off, it occurred to me that my mundane life might not be as exciting to you as if is for me. I posted regularly, like dumping my trash on others 3x weekly.
I'm not dense. I realized that not everyone would be tearing up cyberspace looking for witty anecdotes of my cat. My blog was like force feeding stale Cheerio's to babies, rather than entertainment for readers. I kept it up, writing blogs and commenting on other blogs. Never was I getting a big response either. Or rather I carried out, more and more boxes of stale cheerio's to put in the can.
I believed I was building friendships. Sadly, these people were being kind. Politely reciprocating my efforts by commenting on my drivel. They weren't enjoying it.
Want to know if your blog is interesting or not? Comment everyday on a few blogs for awhile. Train the blog owner to expect to see your face in the comment box. Without a word, suddenly withdraw. Disappear. If they don't come looking for you, they never liked coming over to your blog in the first place. Harsh, I know but someone had to tell you the truth.
Hint: Your blog, smart and lovely for you to behold, obviously is not lovely to someone who answers your comments succinctly with the words "yup", "ah huh" and "ri....ght".
Light bursts in Denise's brain. Maybe I will find another subject and crowd to stalk. Picture me now with cartoon light bulb above my head. I posted my art. A much better topic, well, I think so. Yes, it is something I'm interested in but there is a whole world of art lovers and artists that are interested as well.
"Sell art on Etsy" I thought. That was a fun and frugal way to find out that seriously, don't give up that day job!
My resolution... to make my blog better, not bitter! I know you will enjoy what I have in store for you in 2012. I'm popping open some bubbly now, hopefully getting drunk and forgetting all my honesty here.
Cheers!
Happy New Year!
Today, my laptop is my wardrobe to Narnia. Only now, I not only read, I write. Writing is the way I get to muck around in my own mind with words.
![]() |
| Tumblr |
I didn't know what I wanted out of blogging when I started. A documentary of my life? Or maybe or an online "dear diary"? Mostly, I wanted documentation to show my boys when they were older that I did pay attention to them.
My blog was boring. There, I said it first. Glad I got that out in the open. After the initial "I have a blog" excitement wore off, it occurred to me that my mundane life might not be as exciting to you as if is for me. I posted regularly, like dumping my trash on others 3x weekly.
I'm not dense. I realized that not everyone would be tearing up cyberspace looking for witty anecdotes of my cat. My blog was like force feeding stale Cheerio's to babies, rather than entertainment for readers. I kept it up, writing blogs and commenting on other blogs. Never was I getting a big response either. Or rather I carried out, more and more boxes of stale cheerio's to put in the can.
I believed I was building friendships. Sadly, these people were being kind. Politely reciprocating my efforts by commenting on my drivel. They weren't enjoying it.
Want to know if your blog is interesting or not? Comment everyday on a few blogs for awhile. Train the blog owner to expect to see your face in the comment box. Without a word, suddenly withdraw. Disappear. If they don't come looking for you, they never liked coming over to your blog in the first place. Harsh, I know but someone had to tell you the truth.
Hint: Your blog, smart and lovely for you to behold, obviously is not lovely to someone who answers your comments succinctly with the words "yup", "ah huh" and "ri....ght".
Light bursts in Denise's brain. Maybe I will find another subject and crowd to stalk. Picture me now with cartoon light bulb above my head. I posted my art. A much better topic, well, I think so. Yes, it is something I'm interested in but there is a whole world of art lovers and artists that are interested as well.
"Sell art on Etsy" I thought. That was a fun and frugal way to find out that seriously, don't give up that day job!
My resolution... to make my blog better, not bitter! I know you will enjoy what I have in store for you in 2012. I'm popping open some bubbly now, hopefully getting drunk and forgetting all my honesty here.
Cheers!
Happy New Year!










