In the process of updating my website, I e-mailed my editor for the Chicken Soup for the Cat Lover's Soul book (where 2 of my humor essays appear) and asked her how many copies of the book had sold. Her response was that the exact number is proprietary info but that "a bunch had sold--over 100,000."
I almost let that number blip by me. But then I thought about it...Wow. Well over 100,000 people have potentially read my work, just from this one book! Sure, some of the books were probably given as gifts to people who never cracked the spine. But there's also a huge turnover in books like this with people passing it around to family and friends. Then there are library copies with large readerships. In all, I figure close to a quarter million people may have read my work.
That's stunning to me. And completely irrelevant in the overall scheme of life. Maybe 3 out of that quarter million would know my name and that's probably a stretch. But that's not what this is about. I'm just having a "happy moment" over how many people I may have made laugh (or okay, smile) with my writing.