As we near the halfway point of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month), I thought I would look back and track both the readership and popularity of my blog posts. It’s not like I have a following to rival an Ashton Kutcher on Twitter, or even an average teenager on Facebook, but the last few times I challenged myself to blog every day, I did notice my blog traffic pick up. My host site (www.redroom.com) gives me dashboard readings so I can compare over a period of time, and with NaBloPoMo being hosted by www.blogher.com, I am now able to determine what is coming through the blogher network vs. my own self-promoting networks on Facebook and Twitter. Looking at your statistics is not a necessity to blogging, but it does separate whether one is writing to chronicle their own personal journey or whether they are writing for a larger audience. I admit that I vacillate between the two, so looking at the data helps to keep the inner critic at bay and gives me a chance to look at data that is separated from the creative output.
Since November 1, my most popular post (was read by almost 30% more people than the second place post) was How to Cuddle a Teenager. Why? It seemed to strike a chord with other blogher.com parents enough to forward it along in their own Twitter spheres. The majority of the readership came from the blogher.com network and comments all came from Twitter and reflected how we miss that physical connection with our kids as they move from toddler to adult.
Measure that next to my most recent post How to Train for the Teenage Parent Circuit that had very few referrals from the blogher.com network, although it was on relatively the same topic. Perhaps posting at midnight has something to do with it and I’ve also notice posting into the weekend, no matter how brilliantly written your post, readership lags.
The post that I spent the most time researching and imbedding hyperlinks: Music For the Moon evidently was much more entertaining to me than the audience it went out to. Perhaps if I had imbedded a call out for the moon music I missed, more interaction would have been called for.
And I put myself a bit out there writing about the science of the kiss in Do Your Lips Itch? and my literary community found it much more compelling than others. They are the ones that aspire to be the poets, playwrights, novelists, and communicators. We all would like to believe there is power in the kiss.
And what posts am I most proud of? It would have to be either I Will Not Wallow or I Refuse to Be the Enemy. Both reflect the resolve and fire that I hold deep inside and every so often they find their way out through my words. Perhaps in some other life I was a revolutionist or a pot-stirrer, and I’m always amazed when that possibility shows up in my writing.
So, here’s to writing every day, regardless to who is listening, commenting, or passing a post along to a new group of friends. But I do have one promise, next week I am going to comment, read, and refer others to blog posts I find moving, entertaining, or timely. It just might make some else’s day.