Of course, after a few months, I found out it wasn’t going to be the game-changer I desired. I never really thought it would be. But it was still nice, though hardly anyone stopped by even when I frequented others’ spaces. I met some excellent writers and good people. It gave me a different form of discipline. I carved out a tiny part of the Internet for myself and my words.
I average about twenty views per post. The most awesome thing about that small number is most of them aren’t mine. So, all things considered, I have about a dozen people who genuinely care enough to keep tabs on me. You don’t know how grateful I am to you, that you can care for a stranger… can give her a moment of your busy time… when you don’t have to.
I’ve had blog burnout on-and-off throughout the years. I’ve felt like no one listened. I’ve felt like I’ve repeated myself relentlessly, like shouting into the blackness of the universe. I don’t have enough spoons (most days) to devote to the writing that thrills me, much less to something that (at points) feels like an obligation. But I don’t want to lose my contact with the larger world. My tiny portion that’s forever my own.
Sometimes, I find myself thinking about a monthly newsletter instead of this blog, though the learning curve would probably prove prohibitive. I’d send out a poem, any publication news… maybe do a “blog-like” section. It would help me focus my energy and hours into a longer monthly project instead of several lesser ones.
But, I would lose the immediacy of blogging. Connecting wouldn’t just be a quick comment under a post, it would be emailing me or tweeting. People rarely open newsletters, but do skim blog posts.
Most poets don’t have newsletters. This might be a horrible idea. Or one of the best I’ve ever had.
What do you guys think? Would you retire your blog for a newsletter?