Who Am I Writing For?

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005 • 8 Comments on Who Am I Writing For?

It’s always interesting (nerve wracking) to think about who is reading me.  And by “me,” I mean this blog.  I don’t think about who is reading the “me” that’s over there in the side bar—I hope a lot of people are reading the “me” that writes for a living (or writes for coffee, which is about all my writing income affords me most months), but I don’t want to think about it too much.  It has nothing to do with what I write (so, so tired am I of the “in the defense of erotica writing” conversation as well as the “I’m a writer.  I write many different things, all of them equally valuable and meaningful to me” conversation) but the fact that I’m writing to a certain expectation—namely that my writing is worth paying for.  I’d hate for anyone to buy something I’ve written and be disappointed.  Ouch.

No, I’m talking about the blog readers.  The ones who stop by daily, weekly or monthly to see what I’m up to.  The ones who are a part of my real life and still want to read what I write.  The ones who Google me either because they know me, knew me once upon a time or know someone with my name.  The ones who find me via a link from some other kind blogger who likes the way I write or what I write about.  The ones who e-mail or post a comment.  The ones who miss me when I’m gone (which is nice) and the ones who don’t (which makes me wonder why).  I don’t know everyone who reads me, of course.  There are those who choose to remain anonymous, but I know they’re out there.  Reading me. 

In no particular order, I’ve recently been “discovered” by an actor and theater professor from the west coast, an anonymous someone who works for the same city I do, a high school classmate, an editor who read one of my stories and one of my cousins from the midwest.  Just that short list makes for some schizophrenic moments when I sit down to write something for my blog.  I have to remind myself to write what

I want to write about, not what I think someone else wants to read.  Because, honestly, I have no idea what ya’ll are doing here.  Is there nothing on television?  And don’t you have work

to do?  (That one is for Jeremy.)

Thanks for reading.  Thanks for missing me when I’m gone.  If you’re feeling so inclined, post a comment and let me know who and where you are.  It’s nice to know who’s out there.  Reading me.

Posted by Kristina in Musings
  • Rachel from New Mexico says:

    I found you in December, I think. I like your blog because of your free spirit, and because your not afraid to express yourself. I see parts of me in you.

  • Jeremy says:

    I feel as if my face just showed up on TV.  Is it wrong that I like seeing my name mentioned?  *smile*

    To attract and hold by charm, beauty, or excellence.  To capture.  The Oxford Dictionary says this is the definition of “captivating.”  I say it’s the definition of your blog, though let’s change that “or” to an “and.”

    There are two different people who post their ramblings on the internet: People who come to the party to be someone else, usually a dick; and people who come to the party to be themselves in hopes of meeting a bunch of interesting people.

    Within the latter group, there are probably .5% that I would consider interesting.

    So where does that put your posts?  Well, not only are you interesting, but you *captivate* me with your words.  You say it yourself.  Life, love, writing (though I’m going to change this to reading), friendship, sex, chocolate, movies, experiencing strong women…That’s about sums up my interest in the universe.  I omitted politics as I loathe them.

    The thing is, K, I sit in coffee shops, or airports, or restaurants wondering what that person across from me is thinking.  What makes them tick?  With you, I get that…and they’re actually thoughts that I want to continuously tune in to.  This puts you in the smallest category of people whom I’ve “experienced.”  The interesting people.  This is probably less than 1% of the .5% I mentioned earlier.

    Thank you for letting us read you thoughts—Even if you consider them mundane.  Knowing what someone else is thinking is the single most interesting form of entertainment and if they’re someone like you—well—that’s a potential addiction.


  • Anne says:

    I’m in Georgia and I’ve been reading your blog for a few months.  Keep writing!

  • Erin says:

    I’m here in Maine, reading you daily!

  • David R. says:

    Checking in from Tampa.  Jeremy says it better, but I love your blog and your humor.

  • Malakai Jones says:

    I think that it is wonderful that you let us have a little peak into your life.  I am sure you are even more amazing then we all know!

  • Carter says:

    Another Georgian here.  I like well-spoken, thoughtful, intelligent, honest people.  That’s why I read you.

    Welcome back.  Missed you.

  • Katie says:

    Hey Kris,
      I read this blog on occasion AND I work in the same city, and I have googled you, because I was curious about what you write to publish,- but I told you that… the real reason that I read your blog is because it is pink, that, and you are funny in a clever way that not too many people are these days. Plus, you get the whole picture by reading both your blog and Jae’s blog, it’s the best way to get the complete thought there. besides, did I mention, your blog is pink?!
    eh, anyway,
    see you around chap,

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