Low Hub Scores It's All Good

What does a low hub score mean? Is it indicative of poor writing? When the score is consistently low, should you give up? The answer is no!

We all seek understanding, wisdom to improve, especially when entering the uncharted territory of writing. The one thing we can rely on is that opinion will happen. The interpretation of work will always be unique to the reader. Of course, there is an excellent appreciation for editors, publishers, and the skills they bring to our writing, but passion comes from within. One should look forward to learning while continuing the individuality of their writing journey.

I started writing Hubs as a ministry after writing a simple book about my faith journey. My thoughts in that book, as well as my writings here on Hub Pages, spill out. I envy the natural gift of sound editing. However, I don’t have it! If only I could see my mistakes as quickly as I feel compelled to write.

Whereas writing is my passion, editing is my nightmare. Writing for me is cathartic, even therapeutic. It reflects my inside at any given moment. I believe the most important thing about writing is why? Why are you writing? Why does anyone write?

We are conditioned to care even when one doesn’t outwardly show signs of caring. Many people struggle with feelings or emotion. We all do! For example, when in an argument, you say, “I don’t care,” and yet, you’re dying inside. We care what people think! We wonder how we’re perceived, and we hope for good outcomes, but none of these matters, what matters is the message.

Your message matters, it may not matter to everyone, but it matters to someone. There is someone out there ready to read your work. Be prepared and willing to accept the critique. The critiques, when done professionally, are what make us better writers.

A hub is a meeting place; a Hub page is where writers come alongside fellow writers to grow together. That is what Hub is about, a place to share ideas, help one another in the magical world of the writer’s hearts and mind. Worry less about the scoring and more about the magic of sharing your writing.

What matters?

• It matters that we always seek to be better and continue to be life-learners.
• It matters that we desire to share with compassion regardless of opinion.
• It matters that through sharing, learning from others, we continue to grow.
• It matters that we understand the umbrellas we fall under, such as belief systems, families, and choice always allowing for gray areas.
• It matters that by reading, watching, or hearing about someone or something, you only get a glimpse of their reality. To honestly know someone or something, you must spend time.
• It matters that anything worth doing is continually changing and, therefore, it's essential to remain consistent and open-minded.
• It matters that criticism is significant, positive or negative, but to change is individually a decision and your own choice.

When I was young, my parents gave music lessons to my siblings. Maybe the other kids asked for the lessons or appeared to have attributes that would allow them success in the area of music — for example, having long thin fingers best for playing the piano. I, on the other hand, had short fingers and as a kid leaned more toward the sporting activities. I did have a sincere desire to play the guitar and sang and yet wasn’t vocal in sharing my passion. When I did share my interest in music, ’I’m sure my parents wanted to help me succeed the best way they knew how. Seeing as how I was quite the vocal and winded child, they encouraged me to play the flute. I love the sounds and musical elements of the pipe. However, this was not my desire. I attempted two weeks of lessons and almost came to despise the instrument. It wasn’t that I didn’t like or even love the sounds of the rhythmic beauty of the flute. It just ’wasn’t the desire of my heart.

I wanted to play the guitar and sing. My short stubby fingers had such desire that I decided to borrow my brother’s guitar, practicing until my fingers bled. I kept trying to gain musical skill, and in high school, I purchased a twelve-string guitar from a friend with my savings. I would play very quietly and to myself. Finally, in college, I was with a group of kids at a coffee house, and a friend said, “You play the guitar and sing, you should do this.” Well, long story short, a girl was sick one night, so, I got up on stage with this guy to do a harmony part of a song. It was fun, and people seemed to like it. I was encouraged, and I kept plugging away practicing becoming a regular performer at the coffee house.

As time went on, I had acquired what I guess you could call a following, nothing spectacular, just a friendly group of friends that came to hang out. We got to know one another; enjoying each others company supporting our strength and weakness. One day the manager of the University Pub, as it was known back then, came to the coffee house to hear me play. Afterward, he said to me, “you are terrific, but ’you’re taking away my business. Could you come and play at the pub? I can’t pay you much, but you can eat for free, and I can give you say twenty bucks?”

Now I wasn’t making hardly anything, at the coffee house, I was a poor college student, and the coffee house was next door to where he wanted me to play. I was excited and moved our coffee house gatherings to the pub. All my friends that entertained ate for free as well, and if they played, they got twenty bucks too. It was a win-win situation.

A few months went by, my following grew, I began to write my material, and it led to more “Gigs” in the community. Eventually, I was making hundreds of dollars, and after some time and dedication to my craft, my performances improved, money increased, as did contracts and opportunity. I never changed who I was. I was not professionally trained, and yet I played my music, writing, and singing from my heart. The more I tried, the more it touched others, and the more I grew as an artist and a person.

My mom once said, “we gave the music lessons to the wrong kid, LOL.” I told her, “No, you did what you thought was best. I didn’t have long fingers, so you thought I would struggle. It’s good you did that because the desire came from within me. I had to work at it. I had to perfect it, and I ’didn’t compromise who I was with my craft.” I thank my parents for doing what was best for me as one of five kids. I appreciate the most because of the times they allowed me to be myself and figure out who I was, all by myself.

Why do I share my story? Well, Hub pages, somewhat like a parent.

• Hub pages and authors will encourage and give pointers.
• Criticism good or bad is a means of growth.
• Give yourself a break if you ’don’t have time to do the work your hub needs, get back to it when you can.
• Your hub score is just a score. Is it essential to be aware? Yes, but it will go up, and it will go down. Just like in school, a grade is not who you are! Your score helps to know where you are in comparison to others. Scores/grades do not define you.
• You will see people who write skillfully and beautifully; they are at your disposal keep reading what they write. Listen to their pointers and advice.
• Continue to research one day at a time and slowly incorporate pieces of what you learn to write and reading other hubs, to your hub.
• Share with others in the comments, answer questions, and check out a forum.
• You will have the desire to do more and learn more. Just keep writing! Make sure you know why you are writing?
• Remember, no matter what, ’you’re reaching out and touching lives, sharing your heart with the world and ’it’s a fantastic opportunity.
• We may not all be the best at something, but everyone has something to contribute, and outcomes can change, so hang in there.

“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will spend the rest of its life thinking it’s an idiot.” -Albert Einstein

I write as a ministry, I write from my heart. I would love to understand better words such as links, SEO, and many other words I see and hear on hub pages. I have figured out some things on my own, receiving help and understanding with others, during my two years here on hub pages, and each day I learn more.

I didn’t know how to drive a car until I drove one. I am still learning to maneuver ice storms. I didn’t know how to play the guitar and sing until I kept trying and got better at it. I didn’t understand computer and technology (and still don’t - LOL), but I learn more every day. Just like the story from my college days. I played music and formed a group of friends that encouraged and supported me. I have found that same thing here on Hub Pages. I’m still battling an illness that was the catalyst for my writing. The life experiences I’ve had due to changes in life, keep me passionate about sharing things readily. Due to my health issues, I can’t always give the time I would like to my writing here on hub pages, but the time I do spend on here is rewarding and life-changing.

We are emotive beings, desiring to share and learn with others to grow. Hopefully, we seek to improve and or help others as we quest for knowledge. Knowledge is a gift, how we use it that can be life-changing. Sadly, our society and emotional monitoring lead us to fear, myself included. I suggest we remain true to ourselves while always seeking to improve; there is something more significant for us to do, something to try, something to experience, something to be revealed through the hard work and the discipline of staying in the game. It’s not that you will always win, or that you will forever lose, but what if just once when you least expect it, you make a fantastic play, and it changes everything.

Peace in your stages and keep on Hubbing