Thursday, May 27, 2004
The New York Times has an article about compulsive blogging. Clearly, this is not a problem that afflicts me. Or Satan. Or MD.
Apparently, also, some bloggers have very few readers:
Again, not a problem of mine. By my own informal conservative estimate, my readership is global. To coin a phrase.
One of the article's compulsive bloggers was so addicted to blogging he evidently blew opportunities to get PAID to write:
Listen, if some magazine wanted to pay ME to write something, I'd ditch my global readership in a heartbeat. All three of you . . .
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Apparently, also, some bloggers have very few readers:
Sometimes, too, the realization that no one is reading sets in. A few blogs have thousands of readers, but never have so many people written so much to be read by so few. By Jupiter Research's estimate, only 4 percent of online users read blogs.
Indeed, if a blog is likened to a conversation between a writer and readers, bloggers like Mr. Wiggins are having conversations largely with themselves.
Again, not a problem of mine. By my own informal conservative estimate, my readership is global. To coin a phrase.
One of the article's compulsive bloggers was so addicted to blogging he evidently blew opportunities to get PAID to write:
Some compulsive bloggers take their obligation to extremes, blogging at the expense of more financially rewarding tasks.
Mr. Wiggins has missed deadline after deadline at Searcher, an online periodical for which he is a paid contributor.
Barbara Quint, the editor of the magazine, said she did all she could to get him to deliver his columns on time. Then she discovered that Mr. Wiggins was busily posting articles to his blog instead of sending her the ones he had promised, she said. "Here he is working all night on something read by five second cousins and a dog, and I'm willing to pay him," she said.
Listen, if some magazine wanted to pay ME to write something, I'd ditch my global readership in a heartbeat. All three of you . . .