It's safe to say I love the internet. For at least twelve
years, it's been an integral part of my daily life. I've used the internet to build new
relationships and to maintain old ones. I
can give credit to the web for my trip planning expertise. I would not be writing
fiction or a blog (obviously) today if it weren't for the various communities
I've encountered. I quite literally
can't imagine my life without a search engine or a social network.
Listen. Think. Speak. Write.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
How to ruin a hobby
I haven't blogged in a long time, so I feel obligated to
write something. I sat here for a few minutes trying to decide what to write
about. I ended up with a list of things
that annoy me. It included everything
from fallacious reasoning on the internet (and let me tell you the sub-list on that one could
end up covering blog topics for the rest of my life) to the trend of bad
fanfiction taking over the publishing world (ask me what I think. Come on, give me a reason!).
Sure, I've got a lot to say on a lot of topics, but as I faced that blank screen, it was the sense of obligation that hit me. Why did I HAVE to write this blog today? Why is it even on my "to do" list?
Sure, I've got a lot to say on a lot of topics, but as I faced that blank screen, it was the sense of obligation that hit me. Why did I HAVE to write this blog today? Why is it even on my "to do" list?
Because I'm a writer and writers blog, right? It's what I SHOULD do.
And if I'm a writer, that means, I better start adding more
writing tasks to my daily list as well.
Edit three more chapters, write more, network more, query more. All of which sound like work. Writing began as a hobby for me—a sidetrack
of a reading hobby. It was fun.
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