There was a time when I decided to take up space on the internet. I’d throw in a weekly blog. Did I have something to say? I’d pick things that interest me and hopefully a reader or two.
I reached out to my nephew’s son who put me in touch with a young guy, Josh Conley, a senior in high school. He told me, first a website. We were lucky in nailing down: clarkewallace.com.
I wanted one fluid enough to make it look interesting, relaxed, an easy read. A photo came next; a little about Clarke Wallace, the cover of the books I’d written and a short bit about each one.
Then came the blog. I’d keep it to eight to ten paragraphs: Short, a touch of humor. A first paragraph catching the reader’s attention. The last paragraph winding it up in one package.
Keep it interesting. Like the kid – a true story – who spent hours one winter shoveling a neighbor’s walkway and getting only a nod in return. He told his father. They marched back with two shovels and filled the pathway back in. Stories like that don’t come along easily.
Author’s comment: My first blog was posted in mid-October, about now but in 2012. Six years ago. Every week. The hardest part: tweeking the readers curiosity.