The Dichotomy: Blogging vs. Writing
The overwhelming nature of retaining ideas and passion.
Blogging versus Writing is something I’ve been struggling to keep in check for sometime now. Recently, I’ve found that most of my hours on the internet are spent scouring for new and interesting content, not for me to actually write about, just to be posted on the site I blog for. Prior to the gig I was writing consistantly and felt great, not saying that I don’t now, but there is a difference between writing for fun and blogging for hits a.k.a. pageviews. As the days go by, I’m slowly finding my center when it comes to this issue and with finding my center comes more inspiration, which is a huge relief.
Nowadays, everyone and their grandchildren are blogging these days, whether it be for their own site for free or being paid by some media company with ad dollars out the culo. Here’s my thing with blogging: often you can get lost doing quick articles that you really don’t connect with or find interesting, but the site has an audience. When writing for a site that’s not owned by you, you have to adhere by the interests of others. There are plenty of times when I post things that really don’t mean a millimeter of shit to me, but I have to be objective and realize that a lot of things are subjective. Some bloggers and sites can get away with being extremely opinionated and not give a damn about what the readers think; they know their site drives huge traffic, and because of that, whatever personal articles they post will get views and ultimately get their voices heard. Then there are other sites that aren’t as big and they have to quickly post current events just to stay relevant; because of this many personal or enlightening thoughts won’t see the day of light. This is what drove me insane when I first embarked on this writing journey back in ‘07. I would get creativitely pigeon-holed into writing about pop culture and current events. Consequently, my passion slowly withered and was just on auto-pilot coasting through a highway paved with Kim Kardashian bullshit.
Writing, writing is the only thing were I can peacefully release my Krakken of thoughts. Writing is a boulevard of untarnished railings, exposed brick interior apartments, and 300 year old brownstones with no hobos, also known as doubt, sitting on your steps sipping a 40oz. of Steel Reserve out of a brown paper bag and bringing down property value. When you have the ability and courage to spill your theories on life or how NeNe Leakes hair resembled Donald Trump’s; freedom is present and you must take hold of it. Growing up I was always one to hold in their emotions and thoughts, although it didn’t seem that way at first. As I got older and more comfortable I started expressing myself more, and instead of being crass in my ways, I’ve taught myself to be more articulate. The better I got with words, like really learning sentence structure and how to build a story and so on, stories started running though my head based on my experiences. Moreover, it had gotten to the point where I needed a release because my mind couldn’t hold all these thoughts in anymore; that’s when I started to write. And write I did; I must have over 15,000 articles and 5,000 personal/editorial pieces scattered across the internet. Writing gave me the peace I’ve been searching for, and that’s the difference, to me, between blogging and writing.
Hopefully, this gave you some sort of clarity, if not, you at least got a background story on me.
KEEP WRITING!
