Sidetracked

I know this is in com­plete con­tra­dic­tion to my “no expla­na­tions” pol­icy, but I am pub­lish­ing these words any­way, and mak­ing them vis­i­ble, if for noone else’s sake but mine, so that I can refer to them if I am ever again over­come with the same wave of emo­tion in which I am presently, and inex­plic­a­bly, drowning.

This blog is not a com­mer­cial endeavor.

I found myself act­ing out of habit last night and for the bet­ter part of this morn­ing, mak­ing the usual mod­i­fi­ca­tions to my Google account, rein­vig­o­rat­ing my Rein­vig­o­rate account, stock­ing up on some Google– and SEO-related Word­Press plu­g­ins and mak­ing the usual man­ual SEO tweaks. I finally stopped myself when I real­ized that I was plan­ning out a blog­ging strat­egy that involved sat­u­rat­ing my con­tent with the kinds of key­words, phrases, and tech­niques that would attract track­backs and raise my page ranking.

That isn’t what this is sup­posed to be about.

I’ve started out pretty good, and I’m going to keep it that way. This isn’t about traf­fic, or ad rev­enue, or pop­u­lar­ity — it’s about me and my writing.

So, no more tweet­ing about new posts, and no more “hey, come by and check me out” mes­sages. I’m just gonna write.