This is usually the point when I get despondent about something. If I was actually trying to get some readership from this blog, I'd be pretty depressed that there wasn't any. But since this is just a convenient spot to quietly ramble on the internet, I can't like it. It's nice to have a spot that's all to myself. Writing for an audience always feels pretty artificial anyway.
Apparently, there's research showing that people who seek more attention are less creative. I find that funny. But yeah, you see it a lot. It's like something about them changes. Especially with artists or writers that gain even a small amount of success and then they just go to pieces, drunk on the social reinforcement of people paying attention to them. I used to work in a school, and I'd see it will children all the time.
Is this total rationalization for my lack of success a writer convincing enough? I'm super convinced.
I keep hoping that someday, I can have more time for writing. It seems like the time is there, actually. I'm just not able to use it. Which is a cruel kind of irony when you think about it. I'm hoping to crack some words over the head of my new story. When I get it to the adventure part of the story, it should be pretty easy to write.
I should have thought of writing a story like this a long time ago. Just easy, fun, no stress. Focus on adventure. Don't reinvent the wheel and so on. I feel pretty good about it. I'm sure that I'll never get any readership from it, because that's the way of things, but I'll have a project that I like and can work on for a long time.
My goal is to do it a bit like serial. Still no idea what would be the best way to distribute said serial, there are loads of suggestions, but that's not the stage I'm at right now. I'm just writing it. I have a tendency to get the buggy in front of the horse, in case you didn't notice.
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