Fang Talks

Rather Stubborn Idiot

There’s a hundred different kinds of bloggers. This is me.

First of all, here’s your disclaimer: I’m not bashing on anyone’s way of using the webs and their logs here. Y’all do what you wanna do now, ‘kay? Secondly, here’s a friendly hello to the one, two, maybe three people that’ll read this and identify as “followers” or similar. The following of this blog isn’t much compared to others out there, not at all. And I’m okay with that, even though it sort of gradually happened to me.

Way back in the day when “Fang Talks” as a term wasn’t even in the dictionary yet, the comment section of the blog was rather active. It wasn’t unusual to see near ten comments down there. That isn’t all that much still, but it was something. And to me, it was a lot. But who were those people, and why were they there?

It was a “you scratch my back, I scratch yours” situation. They visited my blog because I visited theirs. Some new folks visited my blog hoping I’d come to theirs. And I did, for a little while. But then I saw through it all. The comments were essentially meaningless, the interaction nonexistent. Their blogs? Most of them didn’t interest me in the slightest. They just weren’t my cup of tea. Which is ironic, considering most that I couldn’t be bothered following were just like mine: blogs filled with personal rambling and other shenanigans.

Why was all that biz going on back then anyway? Marketing. Pageviews. Ad views, clicks, monetization. Business, in a sense. Can’t say it doesn’t make sense, it just seems like such a cheap shot considering it was mostly just personal-style blogs out there. No denying I was guilty of it too, but I kicked the ads out after my first check. The site looked prettier without ’em.

In the end though, I’d say I landed in a pretty fine spot. Got a couple of cool folks still hanging with me, and me with them, because we can find at least some appreciation for each other’s work or them as people. (Right? I sure hope so!) But if the blog were to become private, chances are daily posting would still be a thing. Nobody would ever read it, but I’d pretend it was still that way. I’d just churn out for the sake of writing. For the sake of self.

This is me. The lonely blogger.
~ Fang


  • 15/06/2015 (2:30 PM)

    Hey, we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t like reading your blog. We only read the blogs we like. We don’t have time in our lives to waste on things like mommy blogs.

    And yes, we use our blog to sell our books, but that’s not what it’s all about. We like the social aspect, and the people we interact with are what makes it such a fun place to cultivate. And if someone doesn’t buy our books, it’s not like we’re going to stop talking to them. That’s lame.

    As for you – sure, they’re personal ramblings, but they’re personal ramblings about things we care about.

  • 12/06/2015 (4:32 AM)

    Writing for the sake of it is the best kind of writing. There was a big blogging boom back in about ’11 or ’12 where a lot of new blogs popped up in the hopes of getting ad money. I’ll admit I was sort of part of that, but only at the very beginning. I barely get any ad revenue now and follow only blogs I find myself actually enjoying. It’s cut down on the number of commenters I have, sure, but it’s also cut down on the amount of bullshit I read on a daily basis.

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