I got an email on Friday alerting me to my imminent Freshly Pressed-status* from Cheri, a WordPress editor, and promptly started to freak the hell out. The email said
We really enjoyed this succinct yet well-written post about using “spy techniques” at a bus stop, and your exchange with this woman. I like how writers can take quick, seemingly mundane encounters and create interesting pieces/reflections out of them.
I read this many times, trying to soak in the meaning of the words but I got stuck on whether she intentionally put a pun in there (“reflections”) for my benefit. Does she know I love puns? How did the editors even come across this post? There weren’t any more readers than usual that day, so I guess WP can read as many things as they want without leaving a trace making them pretty damn sneaky themselves.
What does this all mean? I guess there will be more people here for a day or two and maybe some of them will stick around. I feel a weird pressure to write something more superlative than usual, like funnier or more insightful or more educational or incredibly clever but I don’t know if I can. Christ, being Freshly Pressed is almost enough to make me stop blogging all together, but then I’d lose that feeling of accomplishment I get from posting every day and I won’t let anyone take that away from me!
So… I guess I will continue as before. Thankfully, I usually have a week or seven days’ worth of posts done and scheduled at any given moment so by the time I calm down from the excitement of my fleeting virtual fame, I’ll be able to think clearly and not be so self-conscious.
In the mean time, welcome, bienvenido, bienvenue and benvinguts to any new people. I hope you are entertained and join into the collective amusement at my expense. I’ll be over here, Paris-adjacent, smiling so big, I may split my face.
*For people (like my mom) who don’t live in WordPress, being Freshly Pressed is like being on the cover of a cool magazine. Top of the world, ma!