I rarely care about my stats, but I saw that I just surpassed 20,000 hits since the end of February. For someone who doesn’t go out of her way to garner followers, I’m terribly astounded at the reception to my words.
I know that these numbers are the result of many factors, and so I don’t measure it against anything else other than the mere fact that people have chosen to spend their time here where I place my deepest, darkest, most intimate thoughts. I will always write because I need to write, but I will never take for granted the community of support who bears witness to my process, who takes time to share their thoughts, who laugh, cry, get angry, get turned on with me.
Thank you from the bottom of my continually surprised and grateful heart. I’m running out of ways to say “thank you.”
I don’t know where it’s going, I have some vague dream of publishing to honor my father someday, but no delusions of grandeur. You are all the ultimate surprise I had no clue was waiting for my naive self when I posted my old poetry here for storing. Who are you people and where the hell did you come from??
And now look…those handful I had written sporadically through my life gave birth to a whole explosion of poems that never would have been here had I not taken the step.
Thanks for holding my hand.