Occasionally I look at my stat page on Word Press and see what I have written that has the most views (spoiler alert at end). I wonder is it the writer that you come to visit or my subject matter? Since I write a majority of the time about my experiences, I find that the writing and myself is one and the same. You see it is in my words that I am finding myself.
I often question is it good to use my life as a subject matter on my blog.
When I Word Press my life story, I wonder out loud, “I hope this helps someone out there.” I figure what the heck. It is helping me to just write it. It also becomes apparent that my world is colliding with someone else that it would never have had a chance to before. Who would have ever thought I would have a conversation with another blogger who strips for a living. That was eye-opening!
How about the interaction I have had with Chris who amazes me everyday with his bike excursions around the globe. He is raising money for cancer research. I also have ran into the 15-year-old blogger who has more sense than half the grown ups I know!
Recently I read a blog from a lady right here in my home town Seattle. She is a photographer and inspires me.
I realize you are sitting at your own desk and recognize my blog because you have read me before. You are the blogger living in a small town in Canada, Australia, or perhaps somewhere in Japan.
We connect.
We inspire.
We found each other through invisible wires that absolutely make no sense to me, but here we are.
Today my stats were measured and this is what I learned. Most of my views over the year were my archives. I was amazed by this stat because it was close to 3500 views. It spoke to me because more than likely you went to my archives because you read something current I had written and you found me interesting enough to pull up my other stories. Thank you.
My second most popular stat showed you wanted to know who I am. You went to my “About Alesia” page and viewed what I had to say. I realized today that I need to make it more current. I will get to working on that.
My third biggest stat views was from an adventure I took entitled, “The Haunting.” Over a thousand views of that alone shocked me. Gee. All I did was go to one of the most haunted cemeteries in the United States and report about my findings! I guess there are a lot of morbid people out in the blogosphere.
My fourth largest viewed page was titled “MEN!” Oh my God, that was scary. I know nothing about men except they have a penis and typically can’t seem to see too far past it. (Just a little joke. Do not get your panties in a wad fellas).
My fifth most popular post(s) deal with my son with autism. This makes sense. My son inspires me more than words can tell.
Luke has autism, but it does not define him. He is pure joy!
Other posts that came in close sixth place were my photography and inspirational posts. That made me smile.So there you have it. Do I really know you? That is totally a loaded question. I know you might be sitting in your home looking at your I pad and reading my post in India. Or you might be looking at your I phone on a break from your job in England. Quite possibly you are hiding from your abusive parent dreaming about a different life and come across my blog. Maybe you are a 40-year-old woman in rural Kentucky laughing at something I wrote. And just maybe you needed that laugh because you sure are not getting enough of it in your own home.
Who ever you are, I am glad you are around and I do look forward to having you come back. Stats are fun to look at, but your comments are much more entertaining because it is there that I really get to know you. Please leave a comment. I want to know you.
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You ever wonder what the most touching blog posts are written about especially those that always bring back your audience for more? By having a blog and developing a number of readers over the years who have in many instances stayed in touch with me through email, Instagram, or Facebook , I have found that my platform strategy in writing is utilizing my personal life experiences. For example, I have worked over the years to deliver topics around my son Luke who has autism and the many struggles that have followed us through various experiences.
I am driven to write. There is no exception even when unhappy with my words. I can not compare myself to those that have editors or proofreader’s to read their work before it is published. I even hate freshly pressed endorsed by this platform.
The arts mean more to me in my 50’s than any other previous decade of my life thus far. It may have to do with the fact I did not have as much time to appreciate and embrace human creative skills and imagination. I truly believe that the arts are meant to make us better people because of their beautiful and emotional power.
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