Cross my heart and hope to die.

A conversation with oneself in response to The Daily Post writing prompt, The Stat Connection.

“Go to your stat page and check the top 3-5 posts. Why do you think it has been successful?”

“So, when the instruction says that I’m suppose to go to my stat page and check the top 3-5 posts, what’s the time frame? Do I go by weeks, months, or years?”

“You just have to go and make things complicated, haven’t you?”

“I think this is a legit question. So? Any thoughts?”

“Let’s go by yearly. Since this is 2016, sadly you only have about less than two months worth of posts to look through.”

“Alrighty then. Based on this year’s post, the top 5 posts are (1) So, when are you going to get married? No, seriously, when?; (2) This plan better be good, or else…; (3) The Just; (4) You were saying?;  and (5) What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Why do you think it has been successful?”

“Gee, how would I know? It’s not like I generate the numbers because I visit my blog all the time just to see if I could rake the numbers up.”

“Okay, can’t you at least take a guess?”

“Here’s what I can tell you; the first post was my angsty rant about marriage, I was so angry when I wrote about it, I felt like I just had enough of marriage talk. The second one was a rant about my plan after I came back from Seoul. The third one was me ranting about my name. The fourth one was about a imaginative talk that I had with you and the…”

“Whoa whoa. Hold up. Hold up. Imaginative talk with me? If anything, you’re the imagination. You are nothing but a figment of my imagination.”

“Calm down. It’s unique enough that you spend your free time talking to yourself, you don’t need to up your game and decides to have an argument with me.”

“Fine. Whatever. Just get to the point then.”

“Okay, the fifth post was one of my fictions about a conversation between two sisters that were later joined by their brother. Having said that, these posts were written because, either I was very angry about something or I was just simply being honest with what I feel or what I think. Or it was something that I wrote because it was in a way inspired by things closest to me. I guess being honest about something made it easier for me to be thorough about what I wanted to say, however unclear I can be with my explanation of things.”

“So you think those posts were somewhat successful because you were honest about writing it?”

“I wouldn’t say the posts were successful per se, but it did generate more views compared to the other posts. It even generates more views than my book review post, and in case you forgot, the book review posts were actually the core of this blog. It’s obviously much more successful in gaining views than most of my fictions, which seems pretty sad on my part.”

“Because you thought you’re a good writer?”

“No, because I want to be one, and how can I be a good writer if no one is interested in what I wrote?”

“Baby steps.”

“Not a big deal. So long as I can write what I want to write and have people stopping by to read it, that’s good enough for me.”

“Hey, it just dawned on me that you’re less sarcastic today. Something’s the matter?”

“Ah just work stuff. We’re back to our working life, and I can feel that it’s going to messed up our blog writing schedule. I don’t have the energy to be sarcastic when I’m already drained out from the daily commute and the daily ‘fake-it-till-you-make-it’ attitude at work.”

“Yeah, I feel you. Shall we go to bed now?”

“Yes, we shall. See you tomorrow.”

“See you.”


2 thoughts on “Cross my heart and hope to die.

  1. Mirjam Penning says:

    Liked the style of this post. Discussing the subject in interview aka conversation mode with yourself. However. I would have stopped after this sentence: “Not a big deal. So long as I can write what I want to write and have people stopping by to read it, that’s good enough for me.”
    What came after didn’t seem to add something necessary or useful. The rest did. Overall, good post! Happy blogging!


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