Confession

I have a confession to make, and I know it is truly going to shock you. I have thought long and hard about making this public, and I have decided that I must be honest. I know that none of you faithful readers would ever guess this about me, so prepare yourselves. I have an unhealthy need for... your comments. There. I said it. For better or worse the truth is revealed. I know I started this blog with all this great talk about how it was truly for me, letters to myself that I can look back on and remember old times fondly, and blah, Blah, BLAH!!!! Who are we kidding here? I crave your feedback like a kid craves Pixie Sticks. When I post a new blog I check back on it several times THAT DAY with no other hope in my heart than to see that there are comments from my readers. I am always disappointed when there is nothing new for me to see. For the record I am the same way about posting notes and status messages on Facebook. I love the fact that when you log in you get a little red flag that tells you that someone thought you were cool enough/important enough to respond to something you had to say. I find the thumbs up to be somewhat less satisfying, but I will absolutely take what I can get.

I think any blogger, were they being completely honest, would admit that they are not just writing for themselves. I am sure that even the most successful bloggers who have thousands and thousands of readers don't necessarily take time to read every comment, but I feel certain they poll at least a few to see what the consensus about the piece was (or they pay someone else to do it since they are probably making BANK from all the advertising money.) The point is to share thoughts, and while I can acknowledge that there are some out there for whom comments are NOT the driving force, if sharing and feedback wasn't at least a factor, who would publish what they think on the web? A blog without feedback is a diary, which has its place, but not on the web.

So I am making this confession for one reason. To shamelessly beg you, dear readers, to throw me a bone here. I understand you are busy, and that you don't necessarily care about what I am writing, well, most of the time. But do a girl a favor and once in a while leave me a thought. Honestly, it doesn't even HAVE to be about what I have written, though that would obviously be nice. I have no pride here. I need your comments. I need them here, and if we happen to be facebook friends, I need them there too. I know I am a sad, attention-starved creature, but can you honestly say you are surprised?