So…uh…Wordpress? Can I talk to you for a minute?
Uh…yeah, it’s kinda serious.
No, it won’t be pleasant, but we can’t ignore it any longer. We have to talk this out.
So…um…I have a new website.
I know, I know. This is hard to hear, but it’s this really cool, well-designed site to promote my new book, Headless. And…my future books and other happenings too.
What do I need you for then? Well….
It’s not like we haven’t had a good thing. And really, I don’t plan to end it. I want to incorporate you into the whole mix somehow. I’m not sure how yet, but I really like the built-in community you have. It’s the main thing this new site is lacking. So I want to keep you around for now and post on both sites.
No, it’s not like that. I won’t be two-timing you. I want this to be a mutual thing, a shared relationship.
Uh…yeah, I guess…kinda like a threesome.
Well, just because you haven’t tried it before—
I’m just saying…maybe you’ll like it. It’ll be…I don’t know…adventurous. You always say how much you like adventure. I mean look at the ridiculous amount of travel blogs you have.
Let’s just give it a go, okay? At least let me introduce you.
Great. Thank you for being open-minded. It’s at tristramlowe.com. Just stop by and say hi. I’m sure once you get to know the site, you’ll change your mind. All of the blog posts we did together are reproduced there, and I’m working on moving the comments over too (which will link to the original posters’ sites, if possible). Together, we’ll link to the new site and hopefully our current followers will sign up for my mailing list and comment on the posts over there.
And surprise…I’ve given you a new name too. You are now anewlowe.com. So instead of that long WordPress address, you’ve got a smart new appellation where people can find you quickly. And who knows, maybe you’ll end up being a kind of secret side blog with your very own posts about other interesting things and stuff.
Yeah, I know…not my best descriptors, but it leaves it open. The world is our oyster, WordPress. Let’s expand it.
Love you, Tristram