A couple of days ago a bride-to-be called Charlotte got in touch to say how much she liked the blog and to comment on how similar our wedding style was. I was at Port Lympe Animal Park at the time, taking pictures like the one on the right (until my battery died with 3/4 of the park left to go… bugger), but was rather pleased to receive such a lovely email. This simple piece of communication made my heart soar for a couple of reasons which I wanted to share with you today…
1. It is WONDROUS to hear from people who are reading, and more importantly, liking what they read on The Utter Blog. Site stats are a useful and interesting way to keep up to date with how many people are reading your blog, and in particular what posts they are being drawn to, but unless people get in touch it remains a complete mystery who is reading or why.
It’s a funny old world writing a blog. I can put hours in to a post which gets no response at all; no ‘likes’, no comments, no retweets. I know people are reading it (because the site stats say so) but the unexpected silence when you’re hoping for a flurry of discussion can be a little, erm, pants. On the other hand, the stats can surprise you by going through the roof on days when you haven’t even posted anything, such as happened to me yesterday. Who were these people that stumbled across my blog? Did they find anything of interest? Will they come back? This need to be ‘liked’ is one that I’m sure we can all identify with, and as such us bloggers spend most of our time trying to write pieces that will invite comments and further discussion. It makes our day when someone reaches out across cyber land and extends a virtual hand. So don’t be shy; come say Hi!
2. The second reason my heart soared when reading Charlotte’s email, and the main point I wanted to make today, is this…
Finding someone to do the Wedding Chitter Chatter with is ACE.
Hands up if you’re a bride-to-be who simply answers “fine, thanks”, when asked by a friend or family member how the wedding plans are going, because you’re aware that the poor person who has innocently asked is going to die a slow and painful death inside if you open your gob and start talking?
The fact is that when properly invited, I know that from now until the 25th May next year I will always be able to open my mouth and let out the many ideas/decisions/logistical nightmares that are swirling around my head at any given time. Ask me now, for instance, and my words would simply go like this:
Nearly a year to go still totally excited why haven’t the caterers responded to my emails yet round tables or long whoop I love my photographer must send the contract back can’t wait to get my save the dates crap now we have to decide who to send them to am I really going to have evening guests when I always said that would never happen what if the weather is like this this time next year… etc etc.
But they don’t want to hear that.
Ask a fellow bride-to-be, however, currently planning a (scarily similar) wedding for around the same time next year, and the floodgates of Wedding Chitter Chatter Land are well and truly opened. I’m talking emails of epic proportion, squeals of delight as we share and compare notes, and a pair of boyfriends who watch on with bemusement (and then shout at you to get off the laptop… or is that just me?).
Yes, it is fun to find someone on the same wavelength as you to talk incessantly about weddings with, and I encourage all you brides-to-be out there to do the same. Easier said than done, eh? Well then click on that Contact form at the top of the page and get in touch with me! There is plenty of me to go round and I can honestly talk wedding planning all day. Sad but true.
And if anyone has stumbled across this blog looking for something and not quite found it… pop a note in the virtual post and let me know. The Utter Blog is primarily the utterings of my own wedding planning ‘journey’, but I want to inspire as well. (Although ‘fringe porn’ seekers, you can stay away- unless this satisfies your needs I’m afraid I can’t be of any more help.)
And now I must go to the gym in an attempt to work off the mountain of Ben & Jerry’s I ate last night (currently half price at Sainsbo’s- well it would have been rude not to).
‘Til next time,