My blog has a google page rating of zero. Zero. What this means, I have only a small idea but basically I need a higher rating to get people to read me to sell my manuscript to become publish in order to rule the world.
Some people would be discouraged, but I have decided not to be. First of all, I have been trying to get traffic to my site for one month and that really isn’t very long. Second, I have been trying to lose weight for eight years and it’s only been since November that I have lost 20 pounds. Eight years and two months later, I have lost 20 pounds. So I can work on this a little longer.
Stephenie Meyer has a rating of 6. I thought it would be higher, but they don’t update very often. I often model my work habits after her because she is a redheaded Mormon. That is where the comparison generally stops, though. She would get up before her family to write and I get up two minutes after I should to get my family ready for school. Writers may say that they don’t like her writing or wouldn’t want to write what she does, but most would trade places in a second. Her work has been published and actually read. Stephen King may not like her writing, but if 34.4 gazillion people were reading my work, I would be ok with that.
It reminds me of some people I would hang out with in college. They were theater majors and I mentioned that my cousin was on a soap opera. (She may not have been at this time but she was for about ten years.) One student said he wouldn’t do soap operas and the other said he would. It was a job, acting. He could make a living acting, a rare thing, and not getting temp office work. Now that I am the unemployed writer, I could not agree more.
So I am off to read Blogging for Dummies and see if I can get a google page rating of one. That is all I want. Then I will eat a Costco cake by myself. I can lose my next twenty pounds in 2019.