Supposedly every serious writer has a blog of some sort and I am not to be considered a writer without one. So here it is! I guess I should focus on some political issue or media craze but for the most part I honestly don't really care about that shit at the moment. Perhaps I am supposed to introduce myself? Well my name is Snella, not really though, I guess that would kind of suck for a real name but for anonimity purposes that will be it for now.
I guess I'm really fucking behind in the blog world because I focus mostly on fiction, poetry, and some articles here and there. But like every nobody that lives in one of the surround bourroughs of New York, chances are my poetry and fiction are going to just end up sitting in my own private library, read by random family members who either lie and tell you that your shit is good or just have no fucking idea about good writing all together.
Is this the best way to establish a voice in the black hole of cyberspace- maybe one person will read this if i am lucky but my "journal entries"( YUCK! -that sounds so high school diary) will probably not be read at all. Chances are I'm wasting precious time typing some bull shit when I could be editing some novel chapter I've been working on for forever, or editing some poem that sounds like shit and has been sitting on some shelf, neatly typed on 8 by 11 white, clean computer paper.
The truth is, which no one wants to admit, is that it doesn't matter too much if you can write as long as you know someone who can turn you into a writer. The world is missing Dostoevsky's, Balzac's and Wollstonecraft's, people who actaully observed life and were able to perfectly transcribe that life into words or use their words to stir up the masses and go against the grain, even if it meant getting stomped on because of what they believed.
That's what really means to be a writer after all, write what ever the fuck you want as long as you really believe it who gives a shit if no one reads it after all? Especially if having an actualpaying job means writing some bullshit you don't think is writing in the first place. I think I would rather still be some nobody who works at a dead end job than some famous writer getting trapped into writing some crappy chick lit or romance novels, shit that makes me want to puke. Of course no offense if you write those types of things since i am sure there are genres that exist that make you want to puke as well. However, after my dead end job i get to go home and work on stuff that I want to work on - write the way I want to write. Use a pen, a typewriter, a laptop-what ever the hell I choose. There is no right way or wrong way, no editor breathing down my neck telling me how to dot my i's and cross my t's. I want to be a writer- of course i do! But I'm a lot of things and I don't want to give those things up to create something that "sells."
So maybe I've been sounding off too much- or maybe not enough but for now I think I have had enough at my first go at blogging. I have broken the internet writer cherry and I think my mind just about clear for tonight. I guess worst comes to worst I can print this shit and have my therapist read it than maybe I won't have to talk about myself so much.
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