Only two hitches. What the hell do I write about? And how the hell do I get anybody to read it?
A blogger friend suggested that I post something new every day. That's how you build an audience. When people log onto you and see the same post they read a week ago they stop coming back. That made sense. At least to start.
But it made the first hitch an even bigger hurdle. Not only do I have nothing to write about; I have to write about it every day? Yikes! I’ll be honest, I thought this experiment would last six months. I’d get tired of it, I’d have exhausted every topic I know, or after half a year I’d have twelve readers.
And now, seven years, 3,076 posts, and 10,800,000 page views later here I somehow still am.
This was my first post:
For everyone who has said to me "you should start a blog" here it is. Now what?
So until I figure that out, I thought I'd post the kind of stuff I have been writing -- namely humorous travelogues and award show reviews that up until now have only gone to those unfortunate souls in my address book. As I learn how this works and come up with original thoughts I shall add to it. Or take requests. Or go on to podcasting.
Interests will include pop culture, show business, baseball, radio, the 60's, the theatre, baby boomers, bragging about my kids, hawking my various projects, and general bitching.
All in all, it’s been well worth the effort. I’ve been very lucky in this industry and have had some remarkable mentors. I’m glad for the opportunity to pay it forward. I’ve met many wonderful new people through this blog… including YOU. And yes, I’ve sold a bunch of books through this site (if you are grateful for this site and want to support it, that's how you do it. Order yours now.), and have sold out six Sitcom Room seminars.
Anyway, thanks for seven great years. Onwards and sideways. I won’t say I couldn’t have done without you because that’s not true. But I will say I wouldn’t have done it without you.