As vain as I am, I had been discouraged these past several weeks by the steady dropoff in new and regular visitors to my blog.
I began thinking that perhaps my blog was growing tedious in visitors' eyes. Repetitive. Stale.
And then I stumbled upon this statistic published by Technorati, the blog-tracking service:
"Percentage of bloggers who still maintain their blogs with new posts after three months of blogging: 55 percent."
That, coupled with warmer weather (and with it less time spent by people in front of their computers) seems to explain the shrinking audience.
I created this blog just before Thanksgiving, and confess that my ardor has cooled since then. From posting once and often twice or more a day, I now update it just a few times a week.
I still think it's a great way to commisserate with people I otherwise would never meet, in far-flung places I might never visit.
I still think blogging is a great exercise in interconnectedness.
I also think it's a great exercise in writing as its own reward, even if it winds up being for the writer's own eyes alone.
Now, if only I can begin vieiwing this blog as an exercise in non-attachment.