Don’t write

Save your time and energy.

If what you’re writing doesn’t even excite you, don’t write.

If you have nothing new or interesting to say, don’t write.

If you’re satisfied with things that are “okay”, don’t write.

If reading bad writing doesn’t distress you, don’t write.

If you think big words make for better writing, don’t write.

If you don’t really care much about your craft, don’t write.

If you’re writing because you want to be popular, don’t write.

If you’re writing to seem smart or intelligent, don’t write.

If you think you’ll create a bestseller and get rich, don’t write.

If you’re writing for validation or recognition, don’t write.

If you write because it’s just another form of escape, don’t write.

If you’re writing to create your personal brand (or whatever), don’t write.

If you’re writing because you think it makes you special, don’t write.


Writing is stupid. And needlessly laborious. Sure, it’s no childbirth, but it’s not a walk in the park either. Some days, you spend hours despondently staring at the cursor. On others, you end up questioning your entire existence and all the life choices that led up to that point. Don’t do it. That’s what I’d say.

Unless… you must. Unless it’s all you really know. Unless it’s saved your life at some point. Unless you have an abiding love for it that you can’t get over. Unless you’re willing and able to suffer for it. Unless you understand that there’s a possibility that you could give it your all and still get little or none of the things you hoped to get in return — and unless you’re okay with that.