I gave up blogging for a couple of months after posting a piece called the end. While I was away, people continued to Follow me. This blog ‘attracted’ more than a hundred and fifty new Followers while I was away. Since returning, the rate at which people Follow my blog seems to have dwindled somewhat. So I was wondering why.
Actually, when I think about it now – you probably know the answer. You are the people who have been Following me. If you do know – please tell me!
Alternatively – here’s what I think. It’s all to do with the Dead Artist Effect.
I don’t know if this is a real thing or not – I only heard about it in passing, but it totally makes sense. Apparently, if I understand it correctly, when artists die, their painting start selling wildly and for more and more money!
The experts (people that sit around and think about these things whilst drugged up to their eyes (and yeah, that can include people in ‘facilities’)) think that this is because people like to know the extent of what they are buying into before they commit to it.
Look at this way – if an artist is alive and paints a cracking portrait of a sunflower, then potential buyers might be put off by the fact that the artist has the ability to paint another, even better portrait of a sunflower, thus diluting the value of the existing one. If, on the other hand, the artist is dead, the buyer might cough up a few million quid for a ‘one of a kind’ painting, confident that this would remain so forever!
So, getting back to me (me, me), what if people were Following me thinking that they were getting their hands on the full set of my rantings and that they could sit back and read through them, confident that this would not be extended! But then I came back and spoiled it all for them. It’s, like – someone writes a trilogy of books and the set sells like hotcakes, but then the author decides to write another, and another, and the sales drop off the edge of a cliff because no-one is quite sure when it’s going to end!
In other words – people just like closure. At the end of the day, people like it to be the end of the day.
But then again – maybe not. What do you reckon?