I started this little blog adventure to encourage me to write regularly, share my ups and downs as a know-nothing-writer and hopefully, amuse a few people along the way.
I didn’t actually expect that anyone would read it and now that you are, I have become scarily obsessed with the stats page. At first it was exciting, I would click on the app a few times a day and see who was logging in from where and what pages they were looking at, amazed at the technology.
Then the numbers started to go up, I was receiving referrals in from places that I didn’t even share the blog to. It had taken on a life of its own, reproducing to a new audience by internet osmosis. This was even more exciting! My little blog, my words, were being read on the other side of the world and by hundreds of people that I didn’t know and they’re definitely not all family, there’s not that many of us.
That’s when the little Shoot of Doom sprang from the genetically installed Worry Seed and embedded itself into my new found glee. The Shoot sent to remind me that the only examples of my work uploaded so far (apart from my blog) are my rubbish, unedited ramblings born of lunchtime writing prompt sprees. Posted in a writing community spanning the world. A community of accomplished, published, know-exactly-what-they-are-doing, can-definitely-put-a-sentence-together writers. Oh the shame!
I considered hastily deleting them from my Flash Fiction page and pretending that they didn’t exist but then stamped on the Shoot of Doom, the stats tell me that nobody visits these pages anyway. I’ll worry about my reputation when they do.
In the meantime, I’d like to thank everyone who is taking the time to read and share my posts. It’s both terrifying and exhilarating.