I promised I would not be a prolific blogger.
But I will be posting every day for the month of August. Let me warn you now that most of these posts will be badly written. I will have no time to polish or edit.
Why will I post every day for a month? Have I lost my mind?
If I were telling the truth, I would say I am going to post every day as a writing exercise and a personal challenge. And I want to clutter up my template with one of those “I Did Nablopomo Last Month” (National Blog Posting...) badges.
However, these inspirational reasons are boring. They will not bring me more traffic, subscribers, or little heads following me in my sidebar. Also, these reasons are not the edgy punk rock of my “brand”.
So, I will share this story —
I e-mailed a friend, complaining (as I frequently do).
"Writers will not make any money," I wrote.
My friend replied, and I paraphrase, “You need to be crazy to be a writer.”
My friend is right. No sane person would choose to be a writer. Writing is a horrible profession.
When writing is going well, there is a high. But the lows are painful. It is dark and personal. You are always digging up old wounds. You need to be courageous, and you cannot be afraid to express something within you. And you also have a need to get it out, onto the page. Writing is miserable and very hard work.
Read to witness the trainwreck, or for delicious schadenfreude. A post every day for the month of August!