Stop writing
It’s been going around in my head for a while now. Why am I writing? Why is my writing style so inconsistent and why am I writing for different reasons all the time? The majority of the time, I hear the answer echoing back from my own subconscious.
I write so I can be read.
Information overload
But I don’t need that. At least not anymore. I admit it now, it more of a case of fame envy and different contributing factors. For one, I now have a personal wiki where I store all the informations, relevant or irrelevant to anything. Because of that, I no longer feel the need to blog about what I found out. Frankly put, the things I find out are in a constantly flux so it doesn’t do them justice to set them in stone in a blog post. The advantage of this is that I can forget about copyright and just copy/paste whatever I find on the web. When I do find something, I enjoy taking the time to write a long post, polish all the pictures, correct the grammars and reducing the post’s complexity. Which inadversely affected my ability to post frequently.
What was I blabbing about?
Which brings me to the other point. I’ve been organizing my blog posts recently and saw a weird trend. Actually, I felt weird inside. I started writing in year 2000 and continued till today non stop. The archive only goes back to 2003, because the previous one was done in a special database I made myself and that hasn’t got ported over yet. It started with me writing down the daily happenings in my life to transition into a period of reflection and enlightenment. Recently, it’s presentations on things I do and events I go to. Most of these are written without thought and refinement which really made me wonder. What am I trying to say? Who would want to read this? I don’t even want to read them. My original entry about my daily life is actually more interesting.
Essentials
It has something to do with a change within. I find myself reading and skipping lines in posts that I read. Disinterested by the repetitive information that the mass is producing on a daily basis. I started finding myself doing the same thing. Add to the fact that I have finally realized that my life is nothing special and that there really is no need to broadcast every achievement I have. Thanks to a certain person who does exactly the opposite, I was able to see how meaningless such a gesture is. I am great! So what? You just showed everyone that you are a moron.
What does this mean?
So you are probably going to get less and less posts like this one. Writing for writing’s sake or getting something out of my chest. Instead, I decided to use the time to actually work on the stories I’ve been writing and getting those photos up on the web. Less frequent posting = more time to work on fewer articles.
I want to write, to write good stories.
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