Nocturnal battle

Sunday, November 1, 2015

I get by with a little help from my friends (and family)

This blog is like licorice or brussels sprouts. You either love it or you hate it. Little middle ground.

Readership has stayed fairly constant and consistent over the years. Was 2000 a day in the glory days when I pushed it.

I lost a bunch of readers when I went dark last year but gained a lot of folks back this year, readership is pretty strong and steady.

I don't target a lot people in my blast mailings, figure most people know how to click the follow button or type in a URL at this point.

As you probably know, I don't make any money at this, it is a supreme time waster and a questionable act of love and charity on my part.

Real business has been dumpy of late and I toyed for a minute at putting a paypal donate button up on the blog but just couldn't pull the trigger.

As Bruce Hall once told me, "don't beg."

And nobody is going to pay for content, all content should be free, and besides who wants to listen to all the incessant whining? I sold a few ads a few years ago but it just feels cheesy asking people for money.

Even my own brother Buzz tells me that he is getting bored to death with the blast. And here I thought I was doing such a good job.

Anyway as I said, things were looking pretty grim in my life for a moment, emotionally and geltwise but I managed to pull out of the personal dark spin, with help.

Nighttime was the worst, I kept going through the most grim scenarios in my head, really didn't see a way out. Serious fear and loathing. The worst is trying to talk to people and there are some that listen and then insist on telling you how well they are doing. Wrong time.

Most people were content to lend an ear. They've all seen it before. The skids followed by the big score. My trajectory is pretty extreme, hate to see the flow chart. My life is a concerto of intermittent crisis.

While the blog is even steven a funny thing has happened on Google+. An international forum, I lose followers these days as fast as I gain them. Down to 338 this week, with 7 million some odd views. People start reading me and I'm like kryptonite. Not sure if it is the politics or the pictures but I am evidently pissing people off like you can't (can) believe. Have that special knack for alienating people.

I must present an odd equation. Let me know if you figure it out. I toyed with the idea of restricting readership to Albania, considered a Google+ pullout a la Facebook but will hang in there for the near future. Many talented artists in this world I am getting exposed to.

Will keep on keeping on, for the foreseeable future.

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