Four time-dishonored Raptitude flops
Since this blog’s inception ten months ago, I’ve managed to write one to three articles a week, even if the inspiration fairy isn’t always around when I need her. Though I’ve ducked a few of my self-imposed deadlines since I’ve gone mobile, just about each week I have managed to post something that I think is somewhat worthwhile to someone out there.
Sometimes I feel good about a piece, sometimes not so good. Some posts spark a big discussion or a flood of traffic, and others just casually slip into obscurity, with a handful of polite but underwhelming comments. I’ve noticed that there is virtually no relationship between how I think an article will do and how well it is actually received.
There are times when I’ve got an interesting idea but I just can’t get it across clearly. Other times, I just can’t get at what I want to get at under the day’s time constraints, so I have to wrap it up by making a smaller and less interesting point that I had planned. As a reader you may not realize how often the post you’re reading is actually a second thought. And of course there are times when a post flops for no conceivable reason.
Every blogger knows what it feels like to have even a rather half-baked posts go virtually unnoticed. It’s a bit sad, because we know that a blog post doesn’t have much to live for if its debut doesn’t go well. Blog posts live and die in a very cruel and unforgiving environment; the blogging world is all about what’s freshest. Individual posts generally don’t get a lot of time in the spotlight; day or two or three, and then their chance at stardom is virtually gone.
Well I’m going to give four of these underperforming sad-sack posts a second chance, because you aren’t likely to StumbleUpon them or find them on Twitter any time soon. I’ll warn you now that I have to talk them up a little bit; their confidence has been shattered. If you’re feeling extra generous you can give them a Tweet or a Stumble — a little gesture of kindness to help them recover from their crushed dreams of hitting it big.
Ah, this is still one of my favorites. This concept still blows my mind, though I don’t think I quite got the point across fully. The writing style is a bit weak. I was thrilled with it at the time though, and it wasn’t until I wrote this one that I had convinced myself that I did indeed have something fresh to offer the blogging world.
This one actually had a very good reason for not doing so well. It was the second post I ever wrote, and I think my Mom and Nadia were my only readers at the time. Its title isn’t exactly clickworthy, either.
Another early one, so the lack of traffic was to be expected, but I have to say I was disappointed that nobody seemed to really like it. There was a bizarre debate that sprung up by one blogger who seemed intent on kindly ripping it to pieces. I think you can still find a rebuttal on his blog. I was flattered.
I think the list of rituals in this post is hilarious and full of possibility. I still use this technique every single day and it keeps me grateful and easygoing.
The title is rather stupid, I wish I could do it over. The math doesn’t even make sense really. At the time I was brainwashed by Copyblogger’s doctrine about using “How To” titles with specific number values in them, and I went too far with it.
This one’s failure baffled me a little. It turned out pretty much like I planned. I still consider it to be the cornerstone topic for Raptitude. I came home after a disastrous workday and still managed to throw together what I thought was a solid effort, but only a small group of my most loyal readers commented on it. It has not received many views, never found any traction in any social media forum. It just sat on the front page for three days, and got pushed down the page by the next one. Intended to be a pillar article, all but dead in three days. Tragic!
This one was at least partially a victim of technical difficulties. For the first eight hours of this post’s life, my website kept reloading every two seconds, so you could never read it unless you stopped your browser at the right time. I ended up doing the post over again the next day, and lost the few comments that were there. It worked okay after that, but never really recovered.
I really like this post. It makes me feel warm inside. Go warm yourself by the fire.
Well there you have it; the tired, poor, huddled blog posts left out in the cold by a cruel system that always demands more, more more. There’s nothing I can do but keep sending my children out into this world, even though some will get eaten alive. Nevertheless, I am a proud parent.
Photo by Alex E. Proimos