Tuesday, January 27, 2009

On occasion I have been accused of being perverse. I can live with that. But only because life enjoys treating this kind and gentle hearted person in a perverse fashion.

Like this afternoon.

Snowy and icy roads. Good enough. Off to the mail room with you. All the bills in the world, except the one I was expecting. After inquiry, discussion, pondering, I saw the mentioned bill lying on the floor in the lobby, where it had fallen when I threw junk mail towards the catch bin.

The junk mail made the bin, the bill didn’t.


I give you, then, my version of what life hands out free to me:

Technorati (technorati.com), a website that covers all things blog-related, tracks more than 112.8 million active blogs, which means there are more people blogging than there are people reading books.

Technorati also reports that there are more than 175,000 new blogs created every day and that bloggers update their pages to the tune of more than 1.6 million posts per day, or more than 18 updates a second.

Compared to blogs, there are only 500 books published a day. So you could actually have less competition getting attention for your book than your blog. (These figures don’t include self-published books. But if we did include them, there would be 1,000 books published a day—still far fewer than the number of blogs.)

I stole that from a newsletter to which I subscribe.


I really expected to have the market to myself.

From the reaches,

Ten Mile

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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