You Have A Blog, Now What?


When you look around in your attic you never know what you might stumble across. Things you’ve forgotten about are bound to get uncovered.

So this is where my old antenna ball from Jack In The Box went! I can’t believe I still have that old thing. Not having a car with an exterior antenna anymore, I wonder how it got in here—between my ears?

Oh well.

Anyway, recently I started reviewing some old thoughts I’d stored up overhead—and aside from getting a headache—I managed to dust off that old notion of starting a blog.

That’s when I discovered WordPress has well over 100 million blogs already, and yes, their bloggers have probably written everything that’s worth posting.

Got me thinking: what can I hope to gain from such a folly as starting blog number 1,986,789-in section 12A of the WordPress Blogroll, other than just a chance to humiliate myself?

Financial reward?

Unlikely, especially when you consider so few bloggers make money from writing a blog—not even chump-change. Maybe I could claim momentary insanity for embarking on such a reckless undertaking as writing a blog—but I fear momentary probably has nothing to do with it.

With monetary gain now out of the question, what other possible reason could I have to start a blog?

I know!

A little article here and there, perhaps helping to put a smile on someones face after a very long day. Or possibly giving them a nightmare later tonight?

Wait! What if I attract one of those trolling grammarians—should I attract anyone at all—after posting an article with a dangling participial, run-on-sentence, or poor punctuation…etc?

Well, I suppose that could make the troll happy, but it might leave me contemplating possible suicide over the criticism. And me not getting paid for it!

Better not risk it?. But I’m committed—or I should be.

I know… I’ll share my opinion on matters of the world! But then again, what if someone disagrees with me, or takes um-bridge with my opinion—not to mention my using the word um-bridge?

What if they ask me what the word, um-bridge, means? I’d have to go and purchase a thesaurus, thus spending all my time looking up definitions and never writing a thing!

Gee-whiz, here I am at the keyboard wondering what to write about. God help me, and he probably doesn’t care either. Or is he… a she?

Controversy… everybody loves that subject. Do I really want to go there though?

So my blog will not make money, improve on the English language, or offer an opinion… and I’m hoping to avoid controversy.

What’s left to write about?

I think I now have a handle on the challenge every blogger faces. It’s called… the blank page—and boy is it daunting.


11 comments on “You Have A Blog, Now What?

  1. Hahaha i think every new blogger goes through this phase in the beginning. I have a blog now what???!!!! All summed up so well and yeah i like this description of yours about the blog -“YOU MUST HAVE USED YOUR GPS—BECAUSE YOU’VE JUST FOUND THE HAPPIEST MOST IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND BLOG ON THE ENTIRE INTERNET. WELCOME TO… ‘THE ATTIC!””

    Happy Blogging!!!

    • Thank you, Sneha, for those very kind words. I truly appreciate it, and I can’t think of anything any blogger would love to hear more. Okay, maybe with the possible exception of hearing that my blog was being awarded the Pulitzer Prize for blogging…and a rather large check in recognition of said excellence. But, not to worry, Sneha, that’s probably a couple of years away. 😀

      • I love the long comments you write, you actually put in effort in addressing your fellow bloggers which i really admire. Bloggers always lose out on reading and commenting(not mandatory but acknowledging someone is always a plus) in the blogging world. Thanks once again for the lovely comments. Cheers!

      • Thank you so much Sneha. As you are probably no doubt aware, running a semi-popular blog on WordPress (by the way WordPress stands for completely invisible) means that I have to live a life in the shadows, otherwise I’d be posing for selfies all the time. But, that’s the price one has to pay for suffering from an hallucination of fame. However, I have learned to deal with my enormous popularity by occasionally (all the time) blessing others with an autograph. Even as we speak, I am signing one for this nice police officer who recognized me texting while driving, and just had to pull me over. How could I say no! The little people I love em. But then again, I’m Irish, so that kind of goes with the territory. But, back to your original praise of me and how I put so much effort into my responses to my many fans—now numbering on one hand. I’ve taken time to print up hundreds of thousands of form letter responses for all occasions, and have given them each a stamped signature of my autograph, just to make it a bit more personal. I realize these little form letters are only short responses involving only a few words of gratitude (this form letter being one of the shortest I have ever done), but nothing is too good for my worshipers… I mean fans. 😀

    • Boy is that good news! Not that I ever doubted that building My Cluttered Attic on quicksand was not a good idea. Just that there were times when people would come by and look and laugh at my foundation. Obviously they didn’t understand how rock solid quicksand can be. Thanks Bruce! 😀

  2. Be careful ! What starts as an empty space between your ears becomes a tyrannical obsession which drives you to WordPress every quarter hour to see if anyone has noticed you. Quite often nobody “likes” or “comments” and when that happens even the most self-composed, confident writer can puddle on the floor in a pool of worthlessness. Just thought you should know.

    • Thank you, you’re absolutely right, Larry! What a fool I’ve been. No, by golly! I’m not gonna lay around like this anymore—been in the fetal position for the last couple of days. That’s because over the last three years I’ve been foolishly checking my blog for likes and comments practically EVERY MINUTE… instead of only every quarter hour. Nope, beginning today (or maybe next week, as I have a tendency to procrastinate a lot) I’m turning over a new leaf (after I get around to raking up that pile out on the front lawn) and I’m going to be a more self-composed (no more ghostwriters for me, no sir), confident writer—if I can get over those severe bouts with doubt that I constantly have… OH, THE TRAUMA! After all, I’m a grown man. Oh sure, I could stand to lose a few pounds around the waist (but what man couldn’t) and still be a grown man, right? Naturally, I’ll probably have to ignore my wife’s frequent comments about all that clutter up between my ears, but I’ve been ignoring her for years—about such things as taking out the garbage, doing the dishes, and constantly writing WordPress to complain about the lack of comments I recieve to my posts—not counting the 14 million negative comments I received in 2017. Besides, I’m getting used to sleeping on the couch now (and the feeling of worthlessness that goes with it) even, though, my body hasn’t. But, I didn’t like sleeping in my bed anyway—or so my wife tells me. You know, it’s just possible this whole idea of writing (WITH INVISIBILITY) thing might actually lead millions of WordPress readers (who’ve ignored my blog like the plague) into discovering my blog simply because of that novelty. Thanks, Larry, you’re a genius! In all seriousness, though, thank you for the comment and welcome to my nutty “Attic” it’s a pleasure to have you here. 😀

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