How to draw more traffic to your Blog

Once upon a time, there was a huge bunch of people who started blogging because they each had a story to tell, found it an ideal creative outlet & on the nobler level, found it a great platform to serve society (h’mmm) by sharing their knowledge & experiences.

To that end it served its purpose.

Gradually as with all things human, those people started getting greedy. (And I was never one of those people)

They started asking themselves, “Heck, is it really true, that I’m the only one who’s reading, mentally liking, mentally commenting (read applauding) this brilliant piece of mine? Where’s everybody else????” (Greed hath no limits, how depraved could they be?)

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If we are honest we will admit that after submitting that fantastic piece on our trip to Europe or Antarctica or wherever , we thought that  anyone with a quart pound o sense would have bookmarked our blog, considered himself/herself lucky for this priceless pearl we shared at no cost & that they would have made it a priority to follow our blog.

We imagine the profuse thanks, likes, comments & subscribers flowing in. Yes hope never disappoints. It is profuse for sure, just in the world of our own imagination. We come back to reality with a thud when we get that  1 Like + that short comment, which almost did not make it through.

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So here are some tips to drive traffic to your Blog –

1.Titles

Write blog posts with titles such as this – okay poor joke.

Jokes apart, captivating titles bring people in, but remember it’s the value of the content that make people return. The equivalent of judging the book by its cover  is a blog post with a great title & not much value.

2. Content

I follow blogs which have valuable content. Some blogs have great names but it’s the content which makes me want to follow.

3.Variety

I personally find blogs which cover a variety of topics a whole lot more interesting than those confined to the straight & narrow path of a singular theme.

Variety is the spice of life & all that jazz. A modicum of truth in there.

4. Sample

Get a page upfront with your favourite posts or photo blogs for people to sample. This is the era of the discerning follower.

5. Social Presence

Create a digital or social presence. You represent your blog so you need to socialise your blog by making it visible.

If you want more hits on your blog you better be out there hitting other blogs – be it liking, commenting, following or re-blogging.

It’s interesting, but the traffic to your blog could be almost directly proportional to your presence & participation in other blogs!

Yes, getting traffic is hard work.

Interestingly there are two types of people –

1. those who will visit your blog anyway because they derive value

2. those who will visit your blog based on whether you visit theirs with the same frequency

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It was called social networking with a purpose.

The socially oblivious will get by. But it’s the well & truly socially networked that will have great success.

So where do you start?

1. Hit Like – on good posts you’ve read

2. Hit Comments – & write something meaningful

3. Hit Follow – the chances of people visiting your blog are increased with your own social presence by following theirs!

4. Hit Reply – when someone responds to your post

5. Hit Publish – once you have a photo submission ready for the Weekly Photo Challenge or any other contest aimed at helping you increase visibility

As you can see, it’s in the Hit, Hit, Hit that your blog will be a HIT.

Another priceless pearl with a profuse response…I’d imagine.

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The lost art of handwriting

 

Growing up, I used to love writing letters  & sending greeting cards to family & friends.

What was even more thrilling was to receive cards, letters & replies by post.

It was a sheer delight to come home from school or college & see 1 or 2 letters or greeting cards waiting to be opened & read.

It was great.

We had a post-lady  – I would eagerly look out for her, to see if she had any letters for me in her bag. And then that down cast feeling when she would just smile & carry on. No letters that day.

There was such excitement to just receive a letter by post.

Today I stand guilty.

I have become terrible at writing. All the typing has got me so out of touch with handwriting.

In fact it requires some effort to get my writing to be fairly legible.

I am guilty of not writing letters anymore.

Other than the rare card that comes by once a year around Christmas, no letters come in either.

As with all of us hooked onto the trappings of the socially networked world, ‘updates’ are through short text messages via the mobile or Facebook status updates, replying to someone else’s  status message or an e-card in bulk using bcc.

What a radical shift from the doodle filled, detail  rich letters we used to send & receive. And postcards when someone went abroad.

Collecting stamps I’m sure will soon be so out-dated as to appear as the hobby of the ancients. 

Today we are digitally enabled but it’s about the spread of your contacts & the count not so much the depth. The ‘Hp all well, tk care.” msg while quicker & faster, lacks any emotional content whatsoever. And so it is.

Today you possibly need to see a Wikipedia page to understand this ancient pre-historic form of communication called letter writing using implements such as pen  or pencil & paper (wotdat?)

Ask a child to write you a letter when they go on vacation & pat comes the reply “I’ll send you an email”.

Talk to little children today about letter writing  & they will look at you aghast as if they just heard about a snake in the vicinity.

Invictus

While I don’t necessarily subscribe to the  theology or even the ideology of the poem,  it is an interesting poem no doubt of a stubborn ‘unconquerable soul’ 🙂 

Invictus

by
William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

 

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

 

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.