I’m mildly concerned to note that the last ten posts I’ve put up here have garnered (excluding my own and trackbacks) 0,0,1,2,1,1,1,1,3 and 0 comments (although one did get 12 ‘likes’ – tagging a post with ‘photography’ never fails) – even news of the ford couldn’t stir much interest amongst you. Blogging is feeling increasingly like talking to myself these days, especially when you’ve got the constant conversation of twitter going on elsewhere (including a few people tweeting responses to my blog posts). By comparison, looking back a year, the last ten posts in October 2011 got 8,7,3,2,7,5,11,5,11 and 16 comments (some of which was you lot talking to each other as much as commenting) and the year before that the still respectable 5,6,2,8,7,4,3,11,3,5 and 9. It’s not that I’m not getting the same numbers of visitors, as my stats are mainly up, but whoever they are, they’re not saying much. I can’t help feeling (as I sadly check my email for news of any activity on the blog) that once more I’ve written something worthy of nothing more than ‘meh’.
But then again I’m also noticing I’m commenting less myself – partly because Blogger has made commenting on someone else’s blog a right royal pain in the arse, if not downright impossible – but also maybe because I, too, occasionally just respond via twitter or retweet rather than adding something of my own. Which is a shame. Looking back at the older posts just now, I was reminded that half the value lies in the comments, particularly on some of the more abstruse topics. In the past you’ve told me how to fit a dynamo light, re-proof my apocalypse proof jacket (which, indeed, was also named by a commenter), and given more potato recipes than I could shake a stick at. All there, neatly archived. Twitter’s great for having a natter – even for answering questions – but it’s like an ever-rolling stream. Once a week, day, even an hour has passed that informative tweet or question has passed into history, never to be found again. On the blog, information on such obscure topics as mallet finger, the use of coffee grounds in horticulture or even cartoons about cats is still all there, long after the commenters who left it have moved on.
And yes, I realised that writing a blog post about how few comments you’re getting sounds a somewhat desperate, but then again, maybe I am. I liked having a bunch of friendly and informative strangers popping by and topping my jokes with even better ones – in fact some no longer feel like strangers any more. Now I’ve got much less idea who’s reading, let alone what they think. It’s like going from sitting in the local pub to sitting on a crowded tube. Just as many people, but somehow not the same.
Anyway, if you’re there – hello?! – drop a line in the comments and let me know. Tell me what you think. Tell me if commenting’s dropped off around your way as well. Tell me I’ve gotten awfully dull and repetitive these last few months if you like – I can take it.* Just don’t do it in a tweet …
*actually I can’t, I’ll lie awake obsessing about it all night, but I know you won’t let that stop you.