100 Posts and Keeping it Real

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I was saved from posting a mistake by my computer crashing and losing a post.

I had worked up a look at my past 100 blogposts looking at the different analytics view of my first one hundred posts.

You can imagine how tweaked I was.

That was a lot of work, but it was flushed by a recalcitrant computer. Thank god!

I hadn't paid much attention to my analytics. Sure, I saw them in passing, but honestly, I was only really doing what I had been told. When it comes to what I write, I really go with my gut. Sure I try to comment on current stuff, but that is not really designed to get traffic, just to be timely. For my purposes as much as anything else.

Personal blogs should be fairly free of worry about what SEO and traffic building techniques should be used.

I guess you can't ignore them, but the reality is if you are not writing about what you like, it is going to be fairly lost to readers anyway no matter how many there are.

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