I always read my stories to my dog and she hardly ever falls asleep. OK, so this was a particularly long post.
I wrote this initially as a response to someone else’s post.
He was lamenting the disparity between ‘likes’ and ‘views’.
It got me thinking (sometimes I cannot stop that process), and the piece below was my response.
That is a really good question and one that I have not seen anyone ask in the brief time I have been on WordPress.
I too have noticed that good photos get a lot of likes, which does make a lot of sense as most people are visual first and verbal second. So I guess a ‘like’ or a comment on a written piece is worth ten on a photograph?
In any case, this place beats the hell out of Facebook. My ‘friends’ expect the one liners. I can do that, and I do, but I would like my friends to enjoy my longer thoughts, but I guess they are just too busy most of the time.
Here it is different.
Here, people find you (and you find them).
Here, people read your stuff because they are free to do their research.
My stats show that a lot of people view my stuff and a few comment and a few like and a very few ‘sign up’ for more, which is very cool.
Those that look and do not follow are not wasting their time (or mine).
I know that when I write it is mostly for those who want to read.
That’s very cool.
In the past I wrote because I had to, then because I had a column in our local newspaper, but even then I got little feedback, so it was hard to know if anyone liked what I wrote (I guess my editor did and that’s what counts) I did get the occasional, “I read your article”, etc and I do have a few people who say that they look forward to the next issue (and the occasional one who did not like what I wrote [https://araneus1.wordpress.com/2013/02/11/you-cannot-please-everyone/] but it was not until I came here that I felt that what I wrote, and photographed, would be seen and appreciated.
Don’t get me wrong I like having lots of followers, and I hope to have more but, even if there were only a few followers and I knew that they got a kick out of my stuff, I would be very happy and would be motivated to write and photograph even more.
When I have finished writing for the day, I put my precious stories in my briefcase and Honey sits on it and guards it till morning. You don’t want to break into my house and try to steal my stories. Honey is crazy, she’ll take you out!