Tag: webstats

I Have No Idea What’s Going On With My Webstats Lately

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I’m really obsessed with every bib and bob of my Webstats to extreme, surreal degree. And the last week has been really weird. I’ve gotten all these pings from all over the world. I think maybe they’re all just the same person from one place and they’re fucking with me.

Why they would be doing that, I have no idea.

Then someone was very interested in all my verbiage about Rachel Sennott. I do think she could be a huge star if she would just TRY to go the Julia Roberts route instead of either being in “woke” movies like Bottoms or hypersexual movies like Shiva Baby.

She’s not a traditional Hollywood beauty, but she is beautiful and has an enormous amount of spunk, character.

But things are so fucked up in the world that the type of movie should be in — traditional romcoms, just aren’t an option for her. Ugh.

Someone May…Care?

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I keep a very, very close eye on my Webstats and something strange happened recently — a person from LA looked at my “replicants” tag. Given the nature of the novel I’m working on, this is causing some creative existential angst.

Is someone going to steal a march on me? Is someone going to come up with a screenplay identical — or nearly identical — to the premise of my novel? I just have to, of course, write such fears off as a hazard of being a creative person.

And given how personal and unique my novel is, I hope — hope — that even if someone comes out with a screenplay SIMILAR to what I have with this novel, it won’t be so similar that I have to stop working on the novel.

If anything, if someone else came out with a *somewhat* similar concept, but my idea was still as personal and unique as it is now, it might be seen as a “13th Floor Vs. The Matrix” type situation.

The moral of the story — don’t overthink things. Shut up and write.

The Mysteries Of My Webstats

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I’m completely obsessed with the Webstats of this site to a ridiculous degree. So when I see someone randomly pop up pinging a specific URL without any referring site…it makes me wonder.

From what I can tell, only about maybe 30 people — at most — look at this site on any particular day. And, yet, I think because some people access the site in a way that looks like a robot is looking at it, I don’t see some views on the backend.

So, I suppose it’s reasonable to presume that the FBI or NSA looks at this site on occasion just to keep an eye on me because they think I’m some sort of crazed nutjob from some of my rants. (Trust me guys, I’m harmless.)

And instead of only about 30 people looking at this site, it may be closer to 100.

Anyway. blah, blah blah. Nothing matters. I just need to work on my novel.

From Russia With…Love?

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I obsess over my Webstats to a absurd degree. So when I noticed a ping from Moscow, I sat up and took notice. It was clear that they — whomever they are — searched specifically for this site.

I don’t know, there was a time in my life when such a weird event would get me really excited. As it is, sigh. I don’t care. Whatever. It is fun to think that maybe I am generating a tiny-tiny bit of buzz in some way.

I don’t know what, specifically, I’m doing that might be generating such buzz. I can’t figure out if it’s the AI stuff, the worrying about Trump tyranny stuff or the fiction navel gazing stuff.

Who knows.

Anyway, welcome my hopefully friends from Moscow. Just don’t tell Trump to arrest me.

I Spoke Too Soon

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

Traffic on this site — that I can see, at least — has gone to near zero just as fast as it spiked. I don’t mind, too much. This site has always been more about writing longer things out of habit than anything else.

Yeah, I get it.

So, lulz, I don’t mind if no one reads this blog at all.

Though, as I’ve said before, I have a feeling a lot goes on with this blog that I can’t see for some reason. So, it could be that there continues to be a lot of people reading this blog and I just don’t know about it.

Whatever. I really need to stop moping so much and start to get back to working on my novel. I’ve really felt out of sorts the last few months and I just can’t be in neutral forever.

I have to do something, anything creative. I have a sold novel or two in me, I just know it.

A Trickle Of An Increase In Traffic

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

Absolutely no one reads this blog other than a few haters, stalkers and the odd person I have no idea why they look at it. And, yet, I will admit, since the election of fucking fascist Trump there has been a very small increase in traffic. Most of it comes in the form of a mysterious person pinging from Bungarribee, Australia.

I have no idea what they’re looking at, however. But they sure are looking at a lot of the site.

I don’t know if I should be flattered or paranoid. I half fear it could be someone from, I don’t know “5 Eyes” poking around the site to see what the USA will look like once fascist Trump takes over the country again in a few months.

Or it could be…the list goes on. I don’t know. I care, but I don’t know.

Anyway…welcome? I would prefer if you weren’t fucking MAGA cocksuckers, but there’s no such thing as bad publicity, I suppose. Unless the country you live in is transitioning into a fascist state, huh?

Well, Someone In Australia Is Really Interested In Me

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I have no idea what the person in Australia is looking at on this blog, but they’re REALLY INTEREST IN ME. They’ve look at about 70 posts so far. Given that they’re in a different country, I’m assuming they’re interested in all my anti-Trump, anti-MAGA ranting.

But, who knows.

It could be anything for any reason.

I don’t know what to make of it. It’s flattering that — anyone — who isn’t presumably a stalker or hater is interested in me.

It’s when I start seeing American government domain names in my Webstats that I realize that I got a serious problem. But I’ve vowed to myself to ride this particular pony to the bottom.

If it means I die in a camp or get pushed out a window, so be it. At least I died a free man because of something I believed in, rather than living on my knees a slave.

Mysteries Of The Universe

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

Either absolutely no one is reading this blog, or a lot is going on that I just can’t see with my Webstat software. I suspect it’s the latter because, well, lulz, how else do you explain randomly, out of the blue, people will look at a specific link deep inside the Website.

I think even talking about this says more about my obsession with my Webstats than anything else. I really, really need to cool it. But given how I live in oblivion, there is something very addictive to the idea of seeing that someone, like, fucking cares about what I have to say.

Anyway. I have a growing number of novels to write. I also need to watch TV shows and movies and read some books, but that is a bit more difficult.

Well, The Summer Webstat Kookiness Is Out In Force

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

Corrie Yee

So far, about three weird things have happened in my Webstats this summer. One was when someone from Harrisburg, PA popped up just a few minutes after the Graze.

The Graze

Then, someone was interested in my writing about how Corrie Yee has the “phenotype” of the heroine of one of the novels I’m writing. Now, today, someone is interested in my writing about “hot lesbian” Shannon Beveridge.

Fletcher and Shannon Beveridge

That last one makes me just shrug and say, “Meh.” I don’t care about hot lesbian. So what. I like to joke around. You do you, ladies. I only even mentioned she was a hot lesbian because I would probably foolishly fall in love with her AND on a macro basis it’s interesting that so many hot chicks are obviously and definitely not interested in men whatsoever.

Anyway. I just hope I don’t somehow get “canceled” for any of this. Leave me alone.

‘Nadir’

We’re almost at the nadir of the year when weird things happen. I think, for me, this year it’s going to be something weird happening in my Webstats. Maybe someone with some weird government URL? (I hope not, but still.)

Or something like that.

Some URL that gives me pause for thought.