I have a little plugin called Blog Metrics which keeps track of the word count here; it goes back to the beginning of the WordPress database, the first week of September 2006, and as of last night it reported something like 7,351,000 words.
I’ve decided I don’t have a book in me. I’m not sure I could sustain a theme for long enough to write a coherent book. Yes, I feel kind of bad about that; I have colleagues who have written books and I look at them and think about how that’s something that will actually outlast their time on earth and … there’s nothing like that for me; a couple years after I’m gone I’ll be forgotten.
Some of us, I aver, are forgotten without even being gone.
But taking the longer view, Christopher Hitchens once said:
“Everyone has a book inside them, which is exactly where it should, I think, in most cases, remain.”
And that word “coherent” surely would be my undoing. Sunday nights on Twitter there’s a gathering called #blogchat, and much advice is dispensed therein. I remember one night when the subject of tags was discussed, and one chap who might actually be making money off his site said something to the effect that “if your subject matter is diverse enough, you could support fifteen, even twenty different tags.”
At the time, I had twelve thousand tags. Then again, I’m not actually making money off this site.
Bonus question: Should Fillyjonk write a book? She’s got seventeen years’ worth of material to draw from.