Captain’s Log 5,684
It’s my 4th anniversary here with stats on WordPress. WOW! Four years ago (actually five but it took a little time) I decided to jump ship and leave home. My home was Diaryland, and it was the best beginning I could have hoped for. It all started with Jacob Glass, a spiritual motivational speaker who had a link to Diaryland on his website. I was cruising his site looking for inspiration when I saw a button labeled MY DIARY. I clicked and started reading. And the wheels started turning. I decided to give it a try. 5,684 entries later, I am still pounding out this drivel.
I met a lot of great people on Diaryland (and still know quite a few). It was a small site and it didn’t work very well. It was cumbersome and awkward and you had to pay for any of the cool features or dig up some way to work around the fees. After six years of fussing and puttering, I turned to WordPress and was instantly smacked upside the head with how easy it is. It’s just like using Microsoft Word. And all the features are free. What was not to love?
I was scared. It felt like I was really leaving home and striking out for the unknown world. WordPress is enormous, and I feared everything about my online journal would get lost in the shuffle. Some Diarylanders were angry with me and refused to follow me to my new site. Yup, there are always those folks who resist change until their fingernails tear off from clinging to the rocks. I can understand resisting change for yourself, but resisting it for someone else? Come on!
I was so insecure that I double entered for a time. I put the same entry up on both sites. I guess I didn’t trust the fact that I would indeed grow the wings needed to fly. Mistrusting yet again. Making sure sure sure.
That would be YARRRRR to you!
Moving your stats means you have made the jump. That’s like packing the car, gassing up, organizing the maps, and heading out for the trip of a lifetime. I closed up Diaryland and committed myself to WordPress. It was such an insignificant blip on the radar that nobody noticed. Nobody but me.
Every morning when I sit down to write, I just sip coffee and start. I never know where it’s going to go. I certainly don’t plan this stuff. It just sort of happens. It’s more fun that way. If I sat down with a plan I know my mind would lock up and nothing would happen.