The Scrambled Blogger
What started in 2012 has become a reality in 2022, yet the reality isn’t quite what I had in mind. Writing is what started, originally for a website called All Voices, which was a citizen journalist site working from a revenue-sharing model (is no longer around). This was very exciting to me at the time, an ambitious writer in his early 30s, a person who had been internet starved throughout his twenties and early thirties and now had access to the online world — the world was awaiting my opinions, so I hoped.
The reality ten years later is what could be called a scrambled blogger or a scatterbrained writer, forlorn in the shadows of obscurity and lost in the wide efforts of his ambition. The whole “eggs in the basket” idea has turned into ashes in the woodstove, as little efforts spent far and wide equal little payoffs in the proverbial basket. It’s not even the stretched-too-thin problem that has rendered my efforts nearly penniless, it is the lost ambition to write and the loss of focus on what to write and where that has really taken the wind out of my sails.
Now, in my early 40s, I look at the internet differently. It isn’t a place where I can just say anything, rather it is a place to carefully speak to an audience that is shifty and heavily stimulated. In truth, the audience has become very picky and mostly concerned with their own efforts. No longer is a writer someone who…
