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Thank You, Spambot

One of the best parts about blogging is connecting with people from all over the world. Every time I publish a new post, I eagerly await the influx of emails telling me that someone has Liked or Commented on my post. Sadly, those emails are sometimes few and far between. But I can always rely on a few blogging friends to jump in and share their thoughts. (Thank you, guys!)

Plus, of course, there’s my good friend Lista de Emails.

You may be surprised to learn this, but Lista and I have never met in real life. I don’t even know if Lista is male or female. (But for ease of reference, I will refer to Lista as ‘him’ for the remainder of this post.) But he is clearly an avid follower of my blog because, regardless of my topic, Lista always has something nice to say.

When I wrote about procrastination, he was the first to say:

this blog is very informative. i am really impressed by the comments which people have given over here. i am sure many people will get more and more knowledge from this.

That was especially lovely, because I didn’t have any other comments. I was impressed by his faith in my regular readers. I’m aso positive that many people will get more and more knowledge from them.

When I wrote about visiting a museum, he said:

i visit your website everyday and i read all of your articles.

I know, Lista. I know you do.

But the next day, having clearly thought further about my post, he added:

i think it should have more educational articles like yours, so everyone would be able to learn something new.

I’m not sure exactly what “it” is. The internet? The museum? Either way, there should definitely be more educational articles. Possibly not that particular post, which was supposed to be funny. But anyway. The following day he added:

your statement was highly appreciating i will make a look on.

That one confused me. Perhaps I’m not highly appreciating enough.

Despite the fact that Lista is my most regular (and appreciating) commenter, there are a few others who drop by randomly with encouragement.

Buck says: I simply want to mention I am beginner to blogging and site-building and seriously savored you’re blog. Probably I’m going to bookmark your site . You actually have very good articles. Thanks a bunch for sharing with us your webpage.

 Sexdate says: Hi you have a good website over here! Thanks for sharing this interesting information for us! If you keep up the good work I’ll visit your blog again. Thanks!

Sherril says: I am extremely impressed with your writing skills as well as with the layout on your blog. Is this a paid theme or did you modify it yourself? Anyway keep up the nice quality writing, it’s rare to see a nice blog like this one nowadays..

Expertravels says: Excellent post. I was checking continuously this blog and I’m impressed! Very helpful info specially the last part :-D  I care for such info much. I was looking for this particular info for a very long time. Thank you and good luck.

Mobilabonnement says: It¡¦s in reality a great and helpful piece of information. I¡¦m glad that you just shared this helpful information with us. Please keep us up to date like this. Thank you for sharing.

So to Buck, Sexdate, Sherril, Experttravels and Mobilabonnement, I say: Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed my articles, writing skills, layout, and information.

The blogosphere is such a supportive social environment, don’t you think?

I’m also quite fond of those people who drop by and ask deep, philosophical questions.

Trenchcoatsale asks: Jack shall have Jill.What about having a pizza first?

Answer: If Jack has a pizza first, he’ll go to sleep and poor Jill will miss out.

Dieta asks: You’ve got a little bit more time to prepare for but are Americans better off today than they were four years ago when the president of just?

Answer: Sadly, your preparation time is ended. The President of Just has already been replaced by the President of Desserts. Or was it the President of Cake?

And finally, there are those commentors who seem to make no sense whatsoever. To be honest, and I don’t mean to offend anyone, I’ve occasionally wondered if they’re even people at all. Take this one for instance:

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If it is a person, I’m a little concerned he’s smoking a bit too much of his medicinal medicine.

Or this one:

 Old tunes are sweetest and old friends are surest.All for one one for all. It really takes time. I don’t like what you are saying. I’m home. It’s not his work that bothers me it’s his attitude It’s not his work that bothers me it’s his attitude You look as if you didn’t care. Would you like some help? I am so full that I would burst with another bite .

But regardless of the nonsense they spout, I’m always incredibly grateful to people for taking the time to comment. So go on. Do it.

What’s an example of an odd or over-complimentary comments you’ve received on your blog?

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On Being Freshly Pressed

Some days I sit down to write my daily blog post and I think about all the people around the world who are going to read it. I think about them laughing (preferably at the bits that are supposed to be funny) or nodding their head in agreement. I think about the people who will read the post and disagree with me — possibly vehemently — and I wonder whether they will leave an angry comment or simply click away from my blog and never return. I think about people being so moved by my words that they share my post and encourage their friends to read it via Facebook or Twitter or Pinterest or good old fashioned email. And then I wonder if this time, today, will be the day when I’m Freshly Pressed.

And on those days, I stare at the computer screen for minutes that seem like hours, and nothing happens. Well, that’s not true. Nothing happens on the screen, but plenty happens behind the scenes. My heart pounds, my stomach swirls, a sense of anxiety wars with a feeling of excitement. My fingers tingle. My legs get heavy. And my brain completely fails to deliver any words at all, wise or otherwise.

That doesn’t happen most days.

Most days, I know exactly what I’m going to write about because I’ve been pondering the topic for hours or days or even weeks. I’ve planned the post in my head so many times, writing it feels almost like an anticlimax. I’m not writing for the millions of people in the world, I’m writing for me and the few people I expect will read it.

When I hit that Publish button, I can confidently state that my husband will read my post. I’m reasonably sure that at least one of my parents will do likewise, and my sister probably will as well. Other than that, perhaps some of my friends on Facebook or the people I’ve connected with online will drop on by and have a read. If I’m lucky, some of them will click the ‘Like’ button. If I’m even luckier, I’ll get a comment or two.

And, you know what? Even one comment on a post makes me feel like a success.

So imagine how I felt when I suddenly had 50 of them.

Last week, my post Authors Behaving Badly: The Seedy Underbelly of Reviewing was Freshly Pressed by WordPress. The nice, smooth waters of The Happy Logophile were churned up into a maelstrom of page views and comments and brand new visitors, most of whom seemed to actually like what I had to say.

I felt honoured and excited and overwhelmed and terrified and exuberant and anxious and about a million other emotions that don’t even have names in the english language. At first, I sat at my computer watching the pretty little traffic counter graph move higher and higher. Then I started reading the comments people were leaving. And they were really, truly amazing. I had all manner of people reading and sharing their thoughts: readers, writers, unpublished authors, indie authors, traditionally published authors, and my Dad.

More than anything, I wanted to reply to each and every one of them. But… how?

Well, I did it. (Although you may have noticed that I skipped writing a post last Thursday.) I wrapped myself in happy feelings as I read comments and engaged readers in conversations and posed questions and shared my thoughts. And every time that little orange speech bubble lit up to tell me there was a new comment… I had a quiet like anxiety attack. But in a good way. Honest.

By this week, things had calmed down again. Everything was smooth sailing.

And then last night, just as I was about to go to bed, I noticed a comment on my blog. I clicked on the happy little icon to read it. It was a pingback. From something calling itself ‘Freshly Pressed: Editors’ Picks for August 2012‘.

Huh. What’s that? I thought. I clicked on the link. And then my good friend Stephanie tweeted me to congratulate me on being one of the Editors’ Picks and the madness began all over again.

I’m not going to lie. It’s been a thrill. An amazing ride. And, judging by the 12 new notifications that have come through while I’ve been writing this post, it’s not over yet. But I don’t want to wait any longer. I want to pause, take a deep breath, and say thank you.

Thank you to the WordPress.com Freshly Pressed Editors for choosing to honour me and my post not just once, but twice.

Thank you to every person who clicked through and read what I had to say.

Thank you to the 160+ people who hit the Like button.

Thank you to the 120+ people who took the time and effort to share their thoughts, opinions, andstories. (If I haven’t replied to your comment yet, please be assured that I will! Apparently children don’t care if you’ve been Freshly Pressed, they still want to eat.)

Thank you to the 100+ people who read my post, poked around a bit, and decided to subscribe to my blog. I hope you like it here.

And a very special thank you to all those people who have read, commented, liked, subscribed, and generally supported me on my blogging journey for all or some of the last 16 months. You guys are the best.

Have  you ever been Freshly Pressed? Would you like to be? What’s the most awesomely overwhelming experience you’ve ever had?

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A Quick Thank You to the People that made me Great

In reading an article by Kristen Lamb this morning, the following paragraph stood out:

“Yes, the view from the mountain’s summit is breathtaking, but nothing grows there. The most growth happens in the valleys. Film is developed in the dark and so is character. When hurt, pain, loss, disappointment, frustration come our way we have a choice in how we view the situation. All of us have rough spots, and those setbacks, hurts and trials are the spiritual sandpaper that will shape us into a more excellent version of ourselves.”

This resonated with me strongly, and is reminiscent of my own (much shorter) life motto:

The strongest sword is forged in fire.

There are many people in my life who have been helpful, supportive, encouraging and friendly. I appreciate each and every one of them, and do my best to show my appreciation on a regular basis. Those supportive people (headed by my wonderful Husband) have helped me work out who I want to be, and what I want to do with my life. They’ve given me joy and laughter and a sense of belonging.

But the people who forced me to be Great — the ones who have forged me into a strong-willed, tough, self-confident person — are the ones who taunted, tormented, and bullied me. This post is dedicated to them.

 

Thank you to:

  • the kids who teased and ostracised me for having an Australian accent.
  • the kids who teased and ostracised me for having an American accent.
  • the kids who called me four-eyes, metal-mouth, and mountain-goat (because I was tall).
  • the teenage girls who ostracised me for wearing the wrong shoes and talking to the wrong boys.
  • the teenagers who sat behind me in every class for two years and threw pieces of paper and erasers at me for six hours a day.
  • the girls who played “Jo is icky” by pushing each other into me and then screeching about how they’d been tainted.
  • the teachers who refused to take any action against bullies without any “verified proof”.
  • the teenage boys who laughed at the idea of anyone dating me, and threw water over me whenever they saw me.
  • the boyfriend who spent all his Centrelink (welfare) money on computer games while I worked three jobs to support us.
  • the boyfriend who claimed to love me while emotionally and physically abusing me.

There’s no bitterness or sarcasm in this message of thanks. Once, I would have said I hated you. Later, I would have said I disliked you. Now, I find that (in most cases) I can look back without any feeling toward you at all.

You were the hardships that I faced and overcame.

You were the challenges that I triumphed over.

You were the fire that made me strong.

For that, I thank you.

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