My end of Year One blog review

It’s the end of the year, so I thought I’d review the first year of my blog, for myself if nothing else.

 

Followers: 87 – no idea if that’s good or not…I’m pretty sure it’s not great 🙂 Although thank you to everybody who’s followed me so far!

Total views: 853 – I was aiming for 1000, so I’m not too far off.

Best day for views – 28 on August 5th thanks to a 14 view surge from Three Chord Queen.

 

Top 3 “likes”:

3. Cellophane Man https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/08/07/cellophane-man-a-poem/ – 8 likes

    The Vampyre: Canto One https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/08/20/the-vampyre-a-gothic-romance/ – 8 likes

2. Her: Part 3 https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/09/29/her-part-three/ – 10 likes

1. Here’s to you, kid https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/11/23/heres-to-you-kid/ – 11 likes

 

Most views:

Although most of my “likes” come from my poems and lyrics, two of my top three views are from quite dark articles I wrote about Euthanasia, and the death of actor Cory Monteith from a heroin overdose.

3. Euthanasia https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/07/31/euthanasia-if-youve-read-none-of-my-rants-so-far-please-read-this/ – 31 views

2. Three Chord Queen – https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/07/27/three-chord-queen/ – 49 views

1. The Hollywood Addiction https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/07/15/the-occasional-rant-formerly-daily-rant-episode-six-the-hollywood-addiction/ – 81 views

P.S. The answer to “how many Taylor Swift song titles” are in Three Chord Queen is…44!

 

Fan favourites:

Grandad https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/grandad/

Alabama Blues https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/03/14/alabama-blues-a-poem/

Survivor https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/me-myself-and-i-a-poem/

 

My favourites:

The Present https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/02/04/the-present-a-poem-2/ – the first poem I ever wrote.

Sweet Beatrice, My Muse https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/10/01/sweet-beatrice-my-muse/

Welcome To The Honky Tonk https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/08/28/welcome-to-the-honky-tonk-2/

Back To The Summer https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/12/12/back-to-the-summer/

 

Unexpected Disappointments:

Back To My Roots https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/06/02/back-to-my-roots-version-one/ – 0 likes

I’ll Always Be Your Hero https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/09/06/ill-always-be-your-hero/ – 2 likes

Party Town https://jbjfan2009.wordpress.com/2013/06/22/party-town-or-one-of-those-nights/ – 2 likes

 

A lot of my other earlier poems like “Grandad” and “Alabama Blues” have got 0 likes, hopefully due to the fact that I had barely any followers, so I’m not too disappointed. 

 

I guess that’s it. All in all a pretty good first year I think. Roll on 2014!

 

Happy New Year!

 

 

Inspiration needed!

Ok guys, I’m struggling to find any inspiration at the moment (I’ve only written two poems so far this month!), so I was hoping to get some help.

I was thinking y’all could throw some ideas, themes, words, genre’s, or even opening lines at me so I can try and build a poem out of them. Could be a laugh to see what we come up with, so the more the merrier! I’ve never tried anything like this before, so it could be a disaster 🙂

If I get enough…offerings, I’ll maybe pick the best ten and work them into the poem as key moments, themes etc. If I get less than ten I guess I’ll just use them all!

Hit me!

Sweet Beatrice, My Muse

Dripping – the blood drenches my severed throat.

After the ultimate swipe of the blade.

Dying, I slip quickly towards oblivion.

Leaving nothing but a hollow epitaph.

Murder or suicide – it seems now irrelevant.

 

The comfort of darkness surrounds me.

Like a cocoon made of everything.

Easing me into my gentle and welcome sleep.

No fear, no pain, no longing or lust.

A black hole of heaven within my own personal hell.

 

Rise again, or continue my eternal slumber?

Rest in peace, or seek out my love?

My Beatrice, my muse, my inspiration.

No more shall I wallow in self pity.

Murder and suicide now seem one and the same.

 

But find you I will, to quench the burning.

For my heart is a blazing inferno.

Stuck forever in a monotonous purgatory.

And only in your arms will I find paradise.

Only in your eyes will I find peace.

 

Up hill and down dale, across borders and seas.

Will my never-ending search ever end?

Or am I cursed to walk eternally alone?

In an ethereal haze of shattered dreams.

Trying to cling on to the sands of time.

 

Am I alone, however, when live through me –

You do within the crevices of ink –

Left behind once my soul I have laid out –

On this white canvass of memories and hope.

Never, until the ink dries and the mind withers.

 

Bard or barred. My mind speaks, my heart’s shut out.

Only you can set me free, perhaps you will –

One day. One day, maybe is all it will take.

To find you, my sweet Beatrice, and make you fall.

Into my arm, my blazing inferno, my heart.

Writers Block (A Poem)

A dark void of nothingness fills my tired mind.

Creativity, blocked by everything I can’t find.

Blank.

A canvas devoid of meaning and metaphor.

Like a dehydrated and un-seeping pore.

Dread.

Like a head filled with nothing but nothing.

A thought I can bear to bring myself bring.

Chaos.

A theory far greater than anything I can’t think.

Perhaps it’s not me after all, but a missing link.

I think.

Or do I? Maybe there’s a gap in the void.

A way through the nothingness and out the other side.

Muse.

I know now where my inspiration lies.

It’s the place that we all have, hidden deep down inside.