Writing a blog has started to wreck my writing. I've always been prone to bloviation, both in speaking and writing, prone to chasing stray thoughts down rabbit holes and other moments of ill discipline.
When talking to friends or writing a blog these things don't seem to matter very much. Your friends generally don't care as long as the conversation is good, and on a blog... well, the only metric of success or failure is readership. Of course, I have no readership here, though I can't entirely blame my undisciplined writing. Its simply a matter of getting out there and letting people know where I am.
Yeah.
About that. I am prone to bouts of reticence that would make a granite faced New Englander say 'damn, that dude's gotta relax!'. There is a good chance that if I found a massive gold vein under my back yard I'd die poor because I wouldn't want to make a big deal out of the find. I'm not entirely joking.
Its sad, because I keep losing heart at the utter lack of readership I have, while knowing exactly what I need to do. Hell, just the other day I actually had eyes on the blog from AVfM, when I let them know I had stripped down, damn near line for line, the libertarian panel video. Meanwhile, I felt like I was exploiting them by posting a link in the comment section, damn dirty exploiter that I am.
See what I mean about chasing down rabbit thoughts?
What I was talking about was my undisciplined writing, my tendency to stray from my topic and to make truly epic length posts. I can do better, much better.
I will do better.
Both as a writer and as a self promoter.
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