Here’s a confession:
The other day, it was raining outside for the first time in months. So I sat down, opened WordPress, and wrote an impromptu poem about it. I knew the poem wasn’t going to be anything special, or even any good, but I published it anyway.
Why?
I’ve been thinking a great deal about blogging lately–what a blog looks like, how they’re read, how to approach writing them, etc.
Something I noticed was that certain styles of posts and certain subjects bring in more new followers than others. To test this theory, as I watched my roommates giddily prancing about in the downpour, I composed a series of lines and published them on the spot.
What were the results?
Well, my experiment was a successful one, leading to several new followers. It’s tempting to take this triumph and run with it, to begin a long stint of crappy on-the-spot poems for the sake of drawing in hoards of readers.
However, in light of the fact that a blogging career of poorly written dribble does not sound appealing, enjoyable, and does not market what I’m capable of… I’m not going to bother.
