A Message to Readers

The past two months have seen a fairly large decline in the number of visitors to this site, leaving The Curmudgeon wondering if anyone’s still reading.

After all, if a tree falls in the forest and there’s no one there to hear it, did it actually make a sound?

The Curmudgeon realizes there are a lot of reasons this might be happening. People have a lot of choices for stuff to read on the web and they may have been reading this for a long time and decided to move on (in which case you’re not seeing this message).

They may have Curmudgeon fatigue.

He may be repeating himself too much or not sufficiently expanding the subjects about which he writes.

There could be too much Trump, or too much politics.

Or there may be so much bizarre stuff in the news these days that what you read here doesn’t seem that different.

Or maybe there’s enough bad news in the real news that you don’t want to come here for more.

Or The Curmudgeon may have lost his touch. He has long maintained that it’s the subjects about which he chooses to write, not the quality of the writing, that draws visitors and keeps them. Maybe his choosing chops have abandoned him.

WordPress, the host of this (free) site, provides daily data on site visitors: how many people landed on the site and how many pages they viewed.

But what it doesn’t do is count how many people who subscribe to the site and have it delivered to their email box are actually reading.

And we ALL discard stuff that comes to us via email without even looking at it.

Like the daily message The Curmudgeon receives from Shutterfly, the photo development company, because he ordered three pictures from the site in 2008.

So this message is for those of you who subscribe to the site, receive the most recent post via email, and read it on your device of choice.

For the rest of this week, please hit the link that comes with your email message and come onto the site itself for at least long enough for the site to register your presence. That’s only about ten seconds.

This way, The Curmudgeon will have a better idea if there’s anyone there to hear it when he fells another tree.

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  • Scott  On November 6, 2017 at 9:32 am

    Don’t put your chainsaw down just yet….plenty of trees to be felled.

    If you write it….they will come.

    • foureyedcurmudgeon  On November 6, 2017 at 9:41 am

      Thanks for the kind words. Not looking to put down the chainsaw: even this white-collar sissy likes his power tools.

  • Ellen  On November 6, 2017 at 5:22 pm

    I read it every day . Except when it’s too wordy . Or too cerebral. Or too complicated.

    • foureyedcurmudgeon  On November 6, 2017 at 5:36 pm

      Wordy? Wordy? WORDY???

      Fret not, readers: “Ellen” is known in this space as “The Curmudgeonly Sister” (there will be a reference to her later this week) and isn’t telling us anything now that she hasn’t told her brother before. More than once. In more colorful. language.

  • Peaches Shimmerdeep  On November 6, 2017 at 9:51 pm

    I read almost daily. Sometimes on a busy week, I binge-read on the weekend. Don’t stop writing! (That “wordy” comment must have hurt. Relatives!)

    • foureyedcurmudgeon  On November 7, 2017 at 7:30 am

      I’m not planning to stop. I just needed to get a sense of whether folks are still reading.

  • Barbara Snyder  On November 6, 2017 at 10:52 pm

    Let me join the ranks of your fans. I am really glad I found your blog.

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