Go to your Stats page and check your top 3-5 posts. Why do you think they’ve been successful? Find the connection between them, and write about it.
I looked up my top four of “all time”, all time being the two and a half years that I have been blogging, and my home page/archives was number one with 5492 views. It surprised me that it would be number one because I haven’t written anything about myself that would be a crowd pleaser. One of these days I will edit the page, but for now it is still the most basic of descriptions, perhaps that is the appeal, the bare bones of me.
The next three are interesting in the sense that the viewership is relatively high and the number of likes is sooooo low. Case in point, number two is “Describe your favorite restaurant in the world” with 1403 views but only two bloggers liked it. The third most popular is the one “People too dependent on technology; agree or disagree?” with 1214 views and only three bloggers liking it. The fourth is “Why are reality shows so popular?” with 1144 views and this time an astounding 7 likes, woo, hoo! The common thread between these posts is that they were generated by the Daily Prompt, the questions themselves are basic questions and my answers are my opinions, that simple.
What does this tell me about my blog? It tells me that my blog is definitely a blog that serves as my personal journal and features a mish mosh of things that are important to me, things that happen to me and my opinions on a variety of subjects, thanks in part to the Daily Prompt. It also serves as my log to catalog my gardening successes, failures, new tips and discoveries. The same goes for my cooking and baking, I have quite a few pictures and vague recipes that I can refer back to, to remind myself of what was a hit and which baked goodie wasn’t worth the effort.
I am not the most popular and not the most viewed, but that is okay. I still like writing my posts and I like the open ended feel of my blog, I don’t have to adhere to a specific subject. I write about what makes my days unfold, slowly or quickly, lackadaisical or busy, it doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I write about something.