The Greatest Posts You Have Never Read
You could say this post is tied into blogging frequency and thoughts about how often you should update your blogs. You would be correct to say it is something I think about because I want this joint to blow up.
I want there to come a day when someone reads these words and wonders why I haven’t been signed to a contract because I am the finest writer they have ever seen outside of the National Enquirer.
And then I think about the vast amounts of content I produce and about how many of you have said you can’t read all of my posts because it is too much. I think about the feedback from readers who have unsubscribed because they felt guilty about not keeping up and I wonder if maybe that one magical post that would push me over the top was missed.
Maybe it was one where my son asked me not to die or when I blogged about the tears that do not fall. Perhaps it was the story about the drunk and surly clown or the pump prank that was played upon the roommate.
Or maybe it was none of them.
Maybe I haven’t written it yet. Maybe it is lost in the echoes of the future and just waiting for me to dance in the fire again.
I don’t know.
What I Do Know Is This
What I do know is that I want your help identifying some of those posts. Your mission should you choose to accept is simple: tell me what your favorite posts are. It is great if you can name it but not a big deal if you can’t.
And if you don’t feel like playing that is fine too.
Kevin Riedel May 10, 2013 at 8:34 am
I like this one. Ask your audience what they want. That’s a good thing to do. Then you need to blow them the hell away with amazing content. People generally want to be informed (in such a way that will make them better), entertained (really entertained… Laugh to tears entertained… A chuckle don’t cut it anymore), and/or inspired.
That’s what I think. But I’m still trying to figure it out myself.
Jack May 10, 2013 at 4:58 pm
Thank you. Great content is always going to be important. People are very busy and there are a million different distractions so if you don’t give them a reason to hang out, they probably won’t.
Gabby May 10, 2013 at 7:57 am
We want to read the end of your love story!
Jack May 10, 2013 at 4:56 pm
Which one are you referring to?
Brian D. Meeks May 10, 2013 at 7:14 am
It is too bad that people would unsubscribe because they don’t feel they can read all your posts. I don’t read them all, but when I do, I’m always pleased I did.
I’m not sure I can say there is a favorite post, mostly because I’m getting old and my memory fails me, but I can say that I can’t recall a single time I’ve read a post and thought, “eh, he mailed that one in.”
Keep up the good writing my friend.
Jack May 10, 2013 at 5:01 pm
Thank you for the kind words, I appreciate it.
Some posts are definitely better than others and there are a few that are simply awful, but it happens no matter what we do so…
People can do what they will. If they can’t deal with the production levels here I am ok with that.
Joe May 10, 2013 at 6:46 am
I can’t play, at least for now, because I’m seeing double and it makes twice as many posts to go through.
Jack May 10, 2013 at 5:03 pm
I hear a good smack in the head can fix that, or maybe it is the cause. Who can remember.
Julie Barrett May 10, 2013 at 2:59 am
I like the one where you described carrying your son upstairs when he was asleep, because I could see you doing it. I’m also partial to the one with the daughter and the girlfriends telling you what to do. Granted, I never can keep up with you so I don’t know which blog they were even published on 🙂
Jack May 10, 2013 at 5:05 pm
Those were published on this blog, but hell if I remember their names. 😉
Elizabeth Lee May 9, 2013 at 9:51 pm
I can’t play because I’m a new reader. I’ll be happy to read the nominees for best blog post, though. I think you’re a very good writer. Having never read The National Enquirer, I do not know how you stack up against those brilliant journalists. 😉
Jack May 10, 2013 at 5:06 pm
Thank you Elizabeth, I appreciate it. I am glad you joined our community.