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This Isn't For The Faint of Heart
Anyone can write, but writing online isn’t for everyone.
Listen, I don’t do this for any specific reason. The best I have for you is that I have to. Even I realize, that comes off as a cop-out of sorts. When I say have to, I mean this is the only thing I’m relatively good at.
Granted, I’ve also gone through enough personally and professionally, both good and bad —of the variety that many others haven’t — to have something worth saying. I’m bothered by enough in life, that I need an outlet to shed some of it off, to avoid freaking out on (semi) innocent grocery cashiers and strangers in the street.
I self-published two books, just to do it. I felt I had to, that it was my life’s purpose. Maybe it is, or maybe I just don’t know what else to do anymore.
Regardless, this doesn’t mean I have great advice for anyone and everyone looking to become a paid writer. That doesn’t stop anyone and everyone from reaching out to me for such. I try to never ignore any message or email I receive from any reader, but the fact is only a small percent of them ever reach me. I have 12,253 unopened emails, the thought of it honestly makes me want to take a Xanax.
Writing online is enough to cause a Xanax habit. Also, having a Xanax habit is apparently something worth…
