I’m convinced I’m the least read, most well known blog out there. Everyone knows I blog, but no one I know seems to actually read it regularly. I’m not complaining mind you – it’s sort of weird to put yourself out there and have virtual strangers walk up to you at school and tell you how much they liked that post you wrote where you admitted to pregaming PTO events. Sometimes I think I prefer the readers I don’t know, because it’s much easier to put things out there when my audience is complete strangers and not people you run into around town.
I started this blog four years ago with the idea that documenting my various projects would help keep my creative mojo that had taken a run for the hills during the previous crappy ass year around. It worked. It also helped me find new creative outlets as well as an entirely new career path. I just wanted to be inspired to use my then-new sewing machine. Turns out, I still don’t use it as much as I could, but I have at least gotten used to it finally. I think.
I’ve never bothered myself much with my ‘stats’ – the numbers & details of who is reading me. For the longest time, I didn’t tell anyone about this little blog. When I did, I didn’t bother promoting it too much. I’ve shared some personal stuff here over the years. I’ve also shared what I feel is probably more than my fair share of motherhood, dinner & canning fail. My friend Mark tells me this is one of the things people like about my blog – that I’m honestly imperfect. The recent tale of roasting chicken fail was one of my most commented posts to date, so something about it clearly struck a nerve.
I’ve noticed as I look at my stats, when I figure out how to look at the breakdown of where you good people are located, that I seem to have regular hits from the same countries. I’ve would appear to have some international followers! South Africa, you are second only to the US in readers! Canada, the UK, Ireland, Brazil & France are also worth a mention. (Guatemala, I know who you are!)
I know the general style of my posts doesn’t always leave one with a comment – my better half tells me this. But this one is different. I want to know who YOU are – how you found this spot, why you come back & what your favorite posts are. Don’t be shy. Don’t want to leave a comment? Shoot me an email. After all, you all know lots about me. You know my child off gases glitter. You know I hate to clean. You know I can & will pickle everything in sight. So spill it. Tell me what you like about this blog and what you want to see more of.
And hey, while I’m at it, thanks for reading.