Writing on the Journal is Tough

Let me be straight up and say that no matter the audience, I enjoy the process of writing. And that goes for anything I might write about. The mindless drool I write here is not without its level of pleasure and enjoyment.

As I often say about writing, the general thought is to just keep the pen moving. And while The Journal here may not have a strong audience, and for whatever reason Google has decided not to let me monetize it like my other blogs on the Blogspot platform, it is—for all intents and purposes—not a waste of time for me.

But it's tough. 

It's tough because fewer eyes land here. It's tough because—well, let's face it, I want to be able to monetize it. It's tough because it doesn't really advance my other, more serious writing. It's tough because I prefer to share that other writing on my Facebook page devoted to sharing the things I write about.

At the same time, I still don't mind doing it. In fact, there are times when the well runs just a little bit dry. It happens! And just being able to write about anything and nothing at all helps to spark something that maybe leads to something else that is more productive.

And can be monetized.

Just because it is tough does not mean I won't still spend time here, doing what I do. As I have said here and in other places, I almost have to write just as much as I have to breathe. It's a part of me and an extension of me.

It's what I am and what I do.

And ultimately, for whatever it is worth, people actually do still land here from time to time, and I suppose that helps to make it worth it on some level. It's not like it is totally dead here. The Journal simply doesn't get the same fanfare that my other blogs and writing do.

It's tough, but I will continue to do it, for whatever that's worth, and for whatever prying eyes land here to see what I have to say.

And now for something completely different, check out one of my song releases on Spotfiy, "Where Do I Go." https://open.spotify.com/track/7At3eSWGYR47va1nbwDx6m?si=08e896555c124cdc

I Write a Lot

From serious stuff to not so serious stuff, I write a lot. I am not sure if I would necessarily call myself exactly prolific, but there may be some rationale behind me saying it if I were to actually say it. While some have called me, in no uncertain terms, and usually after a long debate, a windbag, I guess at the end of the day I just have a lot to say.

What can I say?

A lot of the time I tell myself I just have to do it. It is something that is within me that I am simply compelled to write, and write a lot. I just gotta get it out, you know? The words. The thoughts. The ideas and opinions. I have to get them out.

I do wonder sometimes what might happen if I didn't do that. Would it be like holding in a fart or something? I mean, it's there. It doesn't just go away, just like words. It all has to come out eventually. Would I explode? I am not sure, and I am no scientist, so I have no idea.

So, I write. And I write a lot and I just keep on writing so long as the words continue to come and so long as I have an outlet to get it all down on paper.

Well, these days on a computer screen of course. 

A while back I decided to start a Facebook page dedicated only to things I write. People get tired of you sharing sometimes on your regular page. But I didn't really do anything with it. I didn't update it much, I didn't promote it much...

I just basically let it sit there.

Recently I decided to not do that anymore. Update it, will ya! I shouted at myself. You actually do have a fan base and because I write in so many places, maybe that fan base could just go to one central place and find it all there.

Or most of it.

But that's part of the problem. I write a lot. And so that means there is more material to share than I have room for necessarily at a given time on my Facebook page—and at the same time I don't really want to clutter anyone's feeds either. That tends to annoy people, and then sharing doesn't matter because they won't bother to pay any attention to you—and there's only so much time to read a bunch of stuff from a windbag like me.

Still, I make every attempt to share what I can. The "evergreen" stuff like this drool I am writing right now can be shared any time—and sometimes it's good filler. If I am writing more "timely" stuff, that has to get up as fast as possible, but of course I still want to stagger it all a little bit.

Either way, no matter what I just keep on doing what I do and eventually if anyone wants to read any of it, they will get the opportunity. By the way, if you happen to be one of those people, go ahead and have a look at my Facebook page and see what's over there. And always feel free to drop me a comment. I will read them and answer them.

Because that's a form of writing too, isn't it? But don't be surprised if I do comment and it happens to be a little long-winded.

You know, that whole windbag thing and all.