writing and expectations, within and without
this post will have little meaning for the majority of you and i write it more for myself than anything.
i’ve not written much in the last month and it’s not out of lack of material. it’s lack of desire and creativity. i think boring writing ought to be burned at the stake and vow, usually, to not subject folks to boring writing from me.
i have a number of folks who think i’m funny and witty and that it’s just second nature to me to always have something to say, and to say it with a humorous or creative slant. but the truth is, it’s like a faucet sometimes – it’s on. or it’s off. and i could force it, but i don’t particularly want to.
i promised myself a couple years ago that i would not be the writer / blogger who felt tied to his blog and to some imaginary rule that says i must write for the masses daily. i also promised i wouldn’t get caught up in numbers, like how many folks are reading and omg, if i don’t write more i’ll lose people, etc.
i also promised i’d not be That Guy who bitches and moans about everything or wears his emotions on his blogging sleeve, yet i still have people tell me, “oh, i read your blog, so i feel like i’m caught up with what’s going on in your life” to which i snort and explain that while i will always be honest here, i will not subject you to the daily grind of what goes on in my head or in the life of my family.
i do twitter frequently. i do facebook almost daily. and you can find me at the end of both of those links. no, this isn’t a death knell for rustypants speaks, nor is it any announcement that i’m taking a break.
don’t worry – the faucet will be back on soon. stick with me or subscribe to my RSS feed.
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