So, you started a blog.
Maybe it’s about knitting or parenting. Pop culture or cars. Or, maybe your blog is simply a lesson in dignified randomness.
Whatever your blog’s theme, you probably came to it with shiny-eyed expectations of who your ideal readers would be: an intellectual type, the newbie mom, one who appreciates all things humorous.
Most of my regular readers are interested in books, writing, or have been unable to disprove genetic ties.
But, then, there are the accidental tourists.
Because WordPress provides its bloggers with a handy statistics page, it’s easier to see when fate and a wayward Google search brings new readers to your bloggy doorstep. I love trying to crack the code to the how’s and why’s of certain search engine terms bringing us together.
For example, I get a lot of hits from “wondering,” and “wondering woman,” because of the picture in, “A Writer’s Interpretation of a Maybe.” I often wonder about what the searching wonderer had been wondering about. I hope it was something wonderful. Then I take an Advil.
I get several hits a day on “That Other Stuff We Learn From Books,” because of search phrases like “judy blume” or “Superfudge and Santa Claus Secret.” (Sigh) I now know there are countless others who have been scarred by that big reveal. (If you’re interested, the support group meets in the parking lot of 7-11 on Wednesday nights.)
And, this post? Is the one to which the aforementioned X-rated perverts flock. Sorry to disappoint, my friends. It was a metaphor. A metaphor. Now, go eat a bar of soap.
At least twice a week, some poor soul demands of Google, “What is Maggie’s tattoo?!,” and gets my post on Margaret Atwood instead. (Sir, I recommend just asking her. Maggie can’t live with the secret much longer, anyway. It’s eating her up inside.)
Some searches are too obscure to figure out. Like yesterday, “I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice” landed an individual at my place. And after my 8-year-old explained what that meant (THE DONALD!), I was even more confused.
But my favorite, recent misdirected search phrase was the following:
“good inspiration for 13-year-old girls that like ponies and unicorns and peanut butter with oreos”
With this search came a huge revelation. Which was — How have I gone through life not knowing about peanut butter Oreo cookies?!
After I raided my kitchen (nada), I thought about the search term again. About how it had nothing to do with books. Or, me. Or, my writing. Or, my posts.
And then another revelation hit — Ponies? Unicorns? Peanut Butter Oreos?
I’ll take it!
Welcome new readers, one and all. I hope you’ll stick around.*
*(Lost baggage can be claimed after a 90-day waiting period.)
How about you, fellow bloggers — Do you have an ideal reader in mind? What’s your G-rated search phrase of the week? Or, non-bloggers, did your own searching ever land you at an unexpected site?
This post was part of Off-Topic Thursdays — a series which will probably never occur again. You’re welcome.
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