I like my enthusiasm and spontaneity. Just doing things for the fun of it, without much thinking about the consequences. It never brought me into trouble, and it created great experiences.
So, when I read at ZerotoHero that bloggers need to connect to their community, I followed their advice and selected other blogs to follow. 49. Hum. Maybe a little much. But I take this blogging thing seriously, and I want to publish a book, so building an author-platform is essential for my career. Connecting to other bloggers seems the way to go, and leaving comments on their posts (never to get the spotlights on you, of course, always júst to add value to them) is the way to do it. So, I changed my settings on my account, and now I am notified of every comment anyone leaves on any of these 49 blogs.
Seemed like a good thing to do, you know. I am set up to respond to posts and comments, write something smart and snazzy, and be seen as an expert in my field. Yep, that will help me build my author platform.
At 12:30 AM I go to bed, dreaming of my first published book.
I wake up this morning with 250 emails. Two hours later it is 370. Every comment anyone makes on any of these blogs is sent to me. I mean any.
Hum. Maybe I need to change my settings. Maybe I don’t need to read every comment every other blogger makes on any of these blogs. Maybe I can slow down a little bit in my ambition. Maybe just first writing my own blogs. And maybe leave a comment once or twice on someone else’s. And spend the rest of the time creating an income.
A fine new year’s resolution
Hum. That sounds like a fine new year’s resolution.
Day 8 of my Rejection Therapy: OMG! Someone signed up for my blog! Oh no! Panic! Terror! Someone might actually be reading my posts! OMG!! I can stop my rejection therapy right now: there is enough rejection risk in this one person following my posts. And it is not even my parents, my ever encouraging sisters, my dear and faithful friends: it’s someone I have never even heard of!… It is a scam… He wants to sell me something… He wants me to read his blog… He wants to date me… He wants to have sex with me… Oh no! I have to tell him I am married and my house is locked! I have to get in touch with him, and tell him to unsubscribe. I never planned for someone to have an interest… Maybe he doesn’t have an interest!… Maybe he is just gonna post nasty comments… Maybe he is gonna copy my posts… Maybe… My mind runs out of options… Nope, it’s not: it’s back in the race: Maybe he is just curious. Maybe he is looking for inspiration. Maybe he has positive intentions. Maybe he wants to be coached by me. Yep, he definitely wants to benefit from my services! And my mind spins of oncemore: I see myself on television shows, I see the blockbuster movie based on my blog, I see my novel piled up in every bookstore, I see truckloads of people lined up for my autograph.
And then I see my hand touching the keyboard. Just writing a blog. About reading a blog.