I can’t do it. I have tried to write about other things. Topics of interest, topics in social media, and I fail. I end up writing something that is empty and heartless instead of something that is passionate and creative. Maybe I am destined to only have a total of 34 people read what I like, 11 of them like it. On a good day.
Oh dear! THE STATS! THE EVIL AWFUL STATS!
Yeah, well, screw the STATS. The stats is just numbers. I love numbers, true, but the stats will only make you sad, or unloved, or confused as to what these moron readers are thinking when they give you 3 hearts and 146 views.
Write for you. Write OF you. Trust me, three hearts is totally great if the comments include an “Awwww!” from Tremaine L. Loadholt or a sloppy “X” from Jules, or some other note from people you have come to respect.