And Medium Sent Me 2016 Statistics

Today I got a year-end email from Medium, informing me that I’m in the top 10% of readers and writers (whatever that means) on their website. That surprised me, since I’d hardly consider myself a power user. Most of the attention I get seems to be for non-fiction, and more specifically, for responses to other peoples’ writing. Oh, I export some of my stories from here to there, but in general, the response isn’t all that much.

Top 10%?

I can’t decide if that means I’m making progress. It might just mean the platform is dying, and I’m the only one left. Or it might mean the platform is still growing, and that I have a chance of growing with it.

The email broke down the more flattering statistics on my “stories” which means fiction and non-fiction. Not everything I’ve put there. 4 out of 8 pieces I think; possibly not including responses. 184 people have read things I wrote on Medium. Huh. Just guessing I’m more on the top reader end of things, with 1,034 minutes spent reading. 3 minutes a day? No, that seems wrong, too.

Super-secret algorithm, I guess. I’m winning. Why would I doubt it?

Medium hasn’t sent any readers to (I checked.) And the link from has sent two whole readers Medium-ward. It’s not a frenzy of activity. But then, again, I haven’t really focused on Medium the way I have on Twitter, or on my own website.

Part of it is that my relationship to Medium just hasn’t clicked, yet. I don’t know where it fits into the rest of what I’m doing online. I don’t know whether I should just import stories, and basically turn it into a mirror of Reprobate Typewriter, or if I should use it as a more specialized off-shoot. Somewhere to put the political rants, and the over-sexed pieces that might stir up more debate than I want to bring home.

I envision it as being–in a way–a much broader audience than I have here. A place for my thoughts on education, and presumptive paternity, and communication in general. Did you really want to hear a rant on paternity being contractual? What about sex-ed and consent? You know. That kind of thing… Over there.

I have a few drafts. Most of them are responses to other people. The others are a little more soap-boxy than I’d usually put here on Reprobate Typewriter. I’ve written a few things… and then my self-censoring mechanism kicks in. Most of the time. And I don’t push the publish button.

I haven’t spent much time on Medium. Not working on my own things. Not promoting them. Almost all of the time is reading time.

Four stories, and ten or fifteen minutes reading over my lunch hour a couple of times a week. I’m really not sure what to do with that information, either.

I really like Medium. I like reading on it. I like the things I find there. I just… haven’t gotten to the point where I completely see it as a place to be a writer. I talk to people there… but if I want to tell a story about dragons, I usually put it here.

What about you? Do you ever use Medium? Tips? Hints? And if you do… have you ever thought about starting a publication?

The Slowest Day of the Whole Year

I know everybody’s out shopping and watching football, but I didn’t really expect the day after Thanksgiving to be quite this slow on my blog. I may be slightly impatient, since I’m turning into a slothful statistics addict. I’d probably be sitting in the corner, convinced I’m a tea cozy by now, except that I’ve been away from the wi-fi almost all day.

So, by the dawn’s early light, yesterday… we went out and took one last look at the Verruckt water slide in Kansas City. The soon-to-be-former world’s tallest water slide is a little over 168 feet tall. It’s taller, apparently, than Niagara Falls (barely) and looks (quite frankly) a little like a ready-mix concrete plant.

I would know. Once upon a time, a boyfriend took me on a date to a ready mix concrete plant.

I never got to ride the slide, which is scheduled for demolition following a fatal accident.


I would probably point out the fact that there are a couple of smaller slides in the back ground, but since they’re basically invisible, I won’t. If you look closely, they’re under Verruckt’s smaller hump in the top photo.

You look at something like this–the slide, not the accident–and you have to be impressed. The time and resources invested into this thing… The sheer size of it… The fact that so many people can take a day off and do absolutely nothing beyond running around a water park.

It’s enormous. And it was never meant to last forever.

I’ll skip the obvious commentary and add that we also went to Waffle House.

Momentum on the Internet; or, I Choose To Celebrate

I’m about ten views away from hitting my 5,000 view milestone with this blog. That’s taken me two years–give or take–but the first year was pretty much practice.  For the first year, or so, I only posted very sporadically. I was trying to post the Lepterians  novel, and the total number of posts was probably in the neighborhood of three or four a month.

I mention this because I really don’t know whether that’s a good record, or a bad record, or if there are people laughing at me from behind the internet while I celebrate something miserably pathetic. I know, of course, that it’s still microscopic in the grand scheme of things.

What I don’t know is how it compares to other writers’ experiences. Objectively, there’s a big question mark there.

I feel behind. I feel as though two years should amount to more than that, or that maybe, I just haven’t hit that magic formula of personality and content, yet. I feel like I need a podcast, a YouTube channel, and maybe some guy in a big chicken costume, handing out brochures on the street.

And, at the same time, I feel overwhelmed and grateful that that many people are paying attention. I’m celebrating. Of course, I am. It’s taken me a long time, and most of that time was outside my comfort zone.

So, tell me about your experiences. Are there certain milestones you celebrate? Achievements you weren’t expecting–that a-ha! moment–that I should be looking forward to? Are there things you’d do differently, if you were back where I am now, looking to do it over again?

May Statistics

And very quickly, very belatedly, I wound up with 41,365 words during the month of May.  I’m fairly happy with that pace, but I don’t know if I have a chance of keeping it up.  I am still trying to pull together a writers’ group, especially now that I see some going up in other towns.  Just out of reach. 🙁  If I went to those meetings, I’d probably wind up on four hours of sleep if I had to go to work the next day.  Nothing seems to be arranged around early risers.

April Statistics

I wrote 37,322 words in April.  That’s an improvement of more than 5,000 over March. I cut down on the inconsistency, with only three days where I wrote less than a thousand words.  With the new and “improved” work schedule, I’m writing from a place where this is the only time I’m going to get.

And I told a whole real-life human being about this blog.  Nothing.  Not a peep.  That was rather anticlimactic.