Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Naked

Hmmm. So it turns out people other than my friends and family are actually reading this thing, which makes me feel rather exposed—ridiculous, I know, given that this is a blog and the whole point is that other people should be able to read it. Tee hee. But these last few months, I really have felt that this was like a souped up postcard. We hung out with the sea lions at Fisherman’s Wharf, wish you were here, etc. My first indication that strangers were frequenting the blog was when some guy left a comment advertising his book. I thought that was pretty cheeky but, hey, writers have to market themselves these days, so fair play to him. Then, I had my YA author visit. (See Ha! I deserved that for further information). Now, through secret squirrelly computer detective work, I know that I have at least once had a reader in Mexico. Exciting, no? Also, I seem to have a small following in New Jersey.