It was suggested to me in 2007, by someone I have now grown to intensely dislike (long story I cannot share in public because as I’ve mentioned the house is in my name), that I start a blog. Not long after she admitted she knew little or nothing about blogs and much later told me she never read them because they are a waste of time.
Being a dawdler, a procrastinator and a technological twit I somehow managed to save the name, but couldn’t figure out how to actually produce a blog (thank you chere Catherine).
More than a year thereafter, I timidly waded in and for at least four months was followed daily by three loyal, blood-related family members who have never wavered in their daily readings of the posts. (I know this because I tracked them with my Sitemeter.)
Somewhere around the debut of the second month I realized there are literally millions of individuals in the blogosphere blahing on about everything from bugs to Balzac and the whole exercise seemed hopeless. I almost quit at this point as, according to probably unscientific data, some 60 to 80 percent of all bloggers do when they see the futility of writing into the ether fearing no one will find them and worse if they do, won’t be interested and move on to bugs.
Apparently 1.09 million never write more than one post and a staggering number don’t even reach the half-year mark. When I discovered how many Francophile blogs there are I was certain it was time to throw in the torchon, but I was having so much fun and ever-so-slowly you came along and made it a party. You actually thought some of the stuff I had to say was worth your time.
Today is usually my TOP 10 whatevers and I considered doing the TOP 10 reasons why I’m still here. Apart from the fact I’m having such a grand time, the blog helps exercise my brain, discipline my discipline and I hope improve my writing — three reasons that fall at the bottom of the list — it’s because you came along that makes me want to soldier on. At the top of the list I would say: “you, you, you” seven times.
This post is a thank-you note to those of you (unrelated to me) who were there in the beginning and kept coming back, sending others my way and giving me encouragement: Carole and Marsi then Stephanie. And those whose extreme generosity and support came later — Une Femme for example — whom I know were responsible for giving me the exposure I never would have had otherwise, plus the random visitors who accidentally found the address and then came back again and again. The snowball was on a roll.
Thank you all for your kindness, support and encouragement. Without that I can assure you I would have taken up golf or bridge or drinking long ago.
I wish I could give you all a piece of the gateau.
Merci mille fois.