As the minutes count down to the end of 2016, a look at my WordPress Stats for the year shows me that I’m about to break 3000 views, which isn’t much in the overall scheme of blogging but a hell of a lot more than I achieved in the previous two years (about 400 each). My views per visitor also increased from 2 to 2.4 which means that my lovely visitors are clicking on additional posts once they (you) land. Either this means you like what you see or that you’re so aghast you have to check its awfulness is sustained in other material on my blog. So, um, thanks. I think.
I have just written a post that basically rubbishes 2016 but having looked at my Stats I was overcome with the desire to break them down into genres and let you know what was the most popular and what sunk like a stone. I am, after all, an analyst by profession and you can’t stop me from geeking about. I wonder if I should make some charts in Excel…
Anyway, excluding bits of chatty news, reblogs from other destinations and items that only made it on to my blog in the last few weeks, I’ve posted about thirty items which are mostly short stories and micro fiction with some art, poems and articles.
Two posts were way ahead of the competition and by a whisker the most viewed post for 2016 was the short story “Broken Sign” which probably owes a lot to the lovely Diana Peach reblogging it and subsequent shares and retweets. It’s a bitter-sweet, humorous tale of an electronic road sign that is unwittingly given self-awareness.
At number 2 is a post I didn’t even write this year: from March 2015 it’s “Faking a Piano”, a post that describes how I built a cardboard piano. If you haven’t heard about this, where have you been? I suppose I do keep banging on about it (hence its position at number two in the babbitman chart).
Coming in at numbers 3 and 6 respectively are two articles about how stupid I am (falling for a “Con Artist”, and deciding to wear something and then “Losing It”). At 4 and 5 are a couple of short stories: “The Party” is a nod towards elections (and I re-blogged it in November which pushed it up the charts a bit), while “Old Man Spider” is a 100 word kids’ story for the annual Halloweensie competition.
A couple of short stories that probably passed people by due to them being early in the year are at 16 (“The Reunion” about a band reforming years after their heyday) and 22 (“Late” which was my first attempt at a short story in years, possibly decades).
Here’s the full list:
|Broken Sign||Short Story||A road sign gets smart|
|Faking a Piano||Art||I built a piano out of bloody cardboard!!!|
|The Con Artist||Article||I got conned by an old lady|
|The Party||Short Story||Forced jollity at a crucial time|
|Old Man Spider||Micro fiction||Trick or treating with 8 legs|
|Losing It||Article||I can’t find a shirt because I’m an idiot|
|Props (more fun with cardboard)||Art||Record player and stove using cardboard|
|Taken To The Edge||Short Story||A very dark piece, not for the faint hearted|
|Logic Violation||Short Story||A sci-fi horror tale|
|Still Life?||Poem||Mortality as art|
|Male / Female||Micro fiction||Football, but hopefully with a twist|
|A Tantalising Prospect||Short Story||Hades visits a nice restaurant|
|My Old Art||Art||Stuff I found in my loft|
|Food Fight||Micro fiction||A Laurel & Hardy skit|
|Worldshifter||Short Story||Fantasy based on Diana’s original tale|
|The Reunion||Short Story||One of my more emotional stories|
|Solitude||Poem||A humourous poem about peace & quiet|
|Clowning About||Micro fiction||Clowns are definitely scary|
|After ‘The Listeners’||Micro fiction||A poem’s scenario with a twist!|
|Swan Song||Short Story||Greek mythology and a couple of lads|
|National Poetry Day||Poem||I probably wasn’t taking it very seriously|
|Late||Short Story||A bit of Victorian spookiness|
|Birds Eye View||Micro fiction||Aussie seagulls go motor racing|
|Grin and Bear It||Micro fiction||A polar bear in the Towe of London!|
|Flowery Verse||Poem||Valentine’s Day nonsense|
|I Don’t Believe It||Article||Internet hoaxes & how to spot them|
|After ‘Tarantella’||Micro fiction||A drunk poet is ignored|
What does stand out, apart from cardboard masterpieces and the odd short story hit, is that you like to read about when I was an idiot. Thanks.
Thanks to Diana W Peach, Al Lane (the man responsible for all this), Ffion at LionAroundWriting , Sarah at Prejudice & Politics and many others for pushing some of their readers my way – much appreciated!
I wonder what I’ll get up to in 2017… hopefully something idiotic so that I can tell you about it.
Hope you stick around to find out! Thanks for reading