this super neato wordpress site allows me to see how many people have viewed my blog each day, what brought them here, which posts they viewed, etc. today, a whole bunch of people read my post about how much i hate lawns. when i see that stuff, when i see a lot of people have been checking my shitty blog out, i can’t believe it. i’m flattered and amazed that anyone gives a damn about this thing.
sometimes people even ‘like’ or subscribe to it. usually when that happens, i check out the profile or blog of those people to try and get a better idea of who likes this trash that i spew. sometimes i like their writing too, but more often than not i find their blogs are trying to sell a product or way of life, and i can’t stand that crap. i hate being sold shit and preached to. i guess people might feel the same away about me bitching about stephen harper and stuff. whatever, i don’t give a fuck. i don’t expect anyone to read this and i certainly never aim for a target audience or demographic. i just write what i’m feeling. i also don’t claim to know any better than the next asshole — i’m just an asshole that’s talking out loud to himself in a semi-public place, like a nutjob on a park bench that you avoid sitting next to.
so a part of me wanted to write this post for those bloggers who subscribe to and ‘like’ my blog solely as networking strategies. i want them to know that i think their preachy blogs suck and i’m never going to ‘like,’ subscribe, or even spend more than 10 seconds glancing at them. i’m not here to network or increase traffic to this stupid thing. i don’t give a hot rat fuck about that stuff so don’t waste your time, pretending to like my shit in the hopes that i’m going to pretend to like your shit back. this isn’t a fucking business for me.
fuck commercial blogging.
on the other hand and much to my elation, my old friend steph has recently begun blogging again. she used to blog way back when, like 10 years ago, and it was something else. here’s a sample from her old blog, a quote that has always stood out to me:
Sometimes I think I am a haunted house, abandoned, derelict and strange. A fading facade indicates that I was beautiful once, that I used to be somebody’s dream.
she’s a fantastic writer, and obviously never shies away from talking about intensely personal stuff. it’s brutally real and well worth reading so i highly recommend checking it out here:
up with open, personal blogging!
ps — steph gave my blog a shout out in hers but i’m not promoting hers because of that. that would be cheap and tawdry. i’m promoting hers because i love her stuff and think other people will too.