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Weirdness

For the first time in forever I went and looked at the stats for my old writing blog back in October. While I get about 300+ views on this blog (which is semi-private, and my secret identity is known only to close friends), my old writing blog is still getting over 3K hits every month.

Remember, I shut the old blog down in 2018. Six years later evidently it's still being read -- or at least visited -- by thousands.

This dismays me for a couple reasons. I have zero desire to return to the glare of the public eye. Being able to write in isolation without anyone knowing what I'm doing is still absolute bliss. I also feel that after fourteen years of almost daily posts about writing I did enough teaching and helping the next generation of writers. I also don't like how social media has evolved into this search and destroy machine, which would probably set its sights on me if I ever went public again.

In short, I do not miss that blog or the double-edged sword of the popularity that went with it. I do not want to restart it or return to my old online persona. I am happy where I am and with what I'm doing in my bat cave here.

It's just weirdness that the blog still attracts so many views. Ah, well. Hopefully it continues to help aspiring writers in my absence.

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