The Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette continues to evolve because I continue to evolve. Hello, hello, hello, all you rock ‘n’ rollers! Every blogger should evolve. We all evolve. But I’m especially happy about my painful evolution because it may get me to the promise land of 1,000 + pageviews everyday that I think are the minimal number of pageviews for this blog to be a business and not a hobby. I need this online magazine to bring in enough money to off-set what I invest in it and then to allow me to pay my paid contributors $30.00 every story.
Is that too much for a retired, working-class blogger to ask for?
So, here’s the deal. All the experts of blogging say a blogger should blog often and should put up blog posts that are between 1,000 to 2,000 words every time. Now I may never put up blog posts that long (or at least not that often). But I think I can put up blog posts between 800 to 900 words on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays on a regular basis more or less (if you catch my drift). That’s about 400 to 500 words longer than my average blog post.
And this means I will have to draw more than ever before on my life for content. Well, here’s the challenge of drawing more on my life for content. I don’t think my life is that exciting. It use to be a lot more exciting when I was young: singing in rock ‘n’ roll bands, making underground movies and the college life plus being a soldier. Oh, and let’s not forget breaking into print and getting paid for my flash fiction stories. The most exciting things I do now as a retired baby boomer is to blog and to sing karaoke. And I’ve written dozens of gangbang stories and non-sexual flash fiction stories and a book and how to write flash fiction posts for this blog; but now I’ve moved on. So, my personal history and my present life as a retired baby boomer, a fan of karaoke, a beer drinker who hangs out at Armand’s and Sonny’s Tavern in Little Italy and a blogger are all I have to write about. But that’s not a bad thing if I can give useful insights into these subjects; or rather this lifestyle. I mean being a person of my age can be a plus when it comes to the lessons I’ve learned about writing, blogging and life.
Of course, I will still publish posts about Mr. Skin and Naked News, but my personal blog posts will be between 800 to 900 words long. Anything over 900 words is pure gravy. In this way I hope to get a better search engine page ranking (especially by Google) which will allow me to sell more copies of my eBook, and more subscriptions to Mr. Skin and Naked News and then be able to make this blog (this startup) a source of income (operating in the black as opposed to in the red) that will allow me to open up my submissions department so I can start once again paying some of the most talented erotic flash fiction writers from all over the world to appear in this little girlie magazine for your reading pleasure.
On A Personal Note
Here’s an example of what the new Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette lifestyle magazine will be like. Yesterday I walked into Little Italy with the woman across the hall. She was on her way to work. I was on my way to Armand’s. As far as I can tell she’s in her 30s. She’s been in my apartment several times. We’ve listened to classical music on the radio together while having a few drinks and talking. Very pleasant. She drinks wine and brought her own wine which means she wasn’t degrading my stockpile of beer. Female company without investing beer in her. You know you can’t beat that with a stick! Okay, I’m not gallant. What else is new? She works in one of these trendy coffee shops in Little Italy.
Yesterday she told me she’s been diagnosed with arthritis which will get progressively worse until it results in disfigurement. She’s in her 30s…
Sometimes I indulge in self pity. I feel sorry for myself because I’m working-class and I live alone and I’m old and I have not made a success of my life in my eyes which are the only eyes that really count. But I have no real physical limitations even at my age. She reminded me of just how lucky I really am…
I’ll keep blogging and trying to make the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette a unique reading experience to the best of my ability.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to open up my submissions department next year for paid contributors of some of the best erotic flash fiction in the world!
Now one of the subjects of this blog is hanging out in Little Italy here in Pittsburgh. It was a sunny, mild (high around 60) day in The ‘Burgh yesterday. And when I got to Armand’s there were already several regulars sitting at the bar waiting for the 1:00 p.m. Steelers, Jets game on the televisions at each end of the bar. I knew every regular by name. But you know what I’ve noticed about myself? I must seem stand-offish to a lot of people who don’t know me. I prefer to sit at the end of the bar next to the window that looks out on Liberty Avenue with my back to the entire barroom. My attention is usually focused on the avenue. I always place an ink pen and a pocket notebook next to my 16 ounce can of Pabst Blue Ribbon Beer on the bar top. I spend most of my time looking at the avenue and when I want to drink or write I swivel around and drink/write and then it’s back to the avenue. I don’t know if this is because I’m by nature an observer or it comes from so many years of living alone. I’m always happy to engage in conversation; but I usually don’t initiate conversation.
Well, this new focus on lifestyle really isn’t that much of a change. It’s the lifestyle of the editor/publisher of Pittsburgh’s premiere online magazine of blogging, karaoke, movies, sexy stories, television and the female nude.
If you’re interested in those topics with a little touch of the personal from the life of a baby boomer, you need to bookmark this blog or take out a free email subscription today.
Hail to Pitt!
This is Guy Hogan reporting from Pittsburgh. All photos of Pauline Moulettes were sampled from Egotastic All Stars.
PS: I try to draw from everything in my life for content for this blog. Right now I’m trying to utilize what I’m learning about extending a conversation from the 93.7 FM The Fan, the local 24/7 call-in radio sports show that I listen to all the time without putting in this magazine all of the bullshit of talk radio.