on chasing, tickling and not writing

by Matt MooneyJune 3, 2014

It has been a while.  I know your life must have seemed incomplete without my typed- up musings.  I see that you have found a way through my absence.  As have I.  My last blog post ranted on the cyclical nature of blogging and the whole phenomenon of the fear of being quiet.  So, I decided to swallow my own medicine.  To walk away from the blog for a while.

Though it seems trivial, even silly, to admit…..I like writing.  I want to be a writer.  I am a writer.  I want everyone to like me.  I want publishers to want to publish my next great book.  And the first question they ask when assessing whether or not your their next project is something about your “platform”.  And if you don’t have a flock at the local mega-church or if you’re not a radio personality or something of the like, then you better have a following online.  Mind you, this is all before they even look at the masterpiece that represents my latest writing.

So, one feels like they must keep up the blog, the twitters and all the other ways for folks to feel like they know me- though they don’t.

And the truth is, that’s okay.  There’s nothing really inherently wrong in that reality; except for me, it kinda makes me a monster and it makes me think about me and chase fans.  I’ve never really been one for doing so and so I am making sure I don’t start.  Cause I could.  Cause I like to write.  Cause I want to be a writer….(see above).

And on a deeper level that is diving way past the book thing.  Once you start caring about gathering people, you are apt to cater your message to items that tickle their ears.  I’m really more of an ear-puller than an ear-tickler.  I like to point people to loss or disability or some other place they may not really want to go….except I find over and over that they do.

And so I am back, for today.  Fighting who I don’t want to become.  Writing things down cause I love to do so.  But not chasing.  Not tickling.  Just being me and thankful for whomever comes along.

Thanks for coming along.  A blog is more fun when it is read by humans.

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It has been a while.  I know your life must have seemed incomplete without my typed- up musings.  I see that you have found a way through my absence.  As have I.  My last blog post ranted on the cyclical nature of blogging and the whole phenomenon of the fear of being quiet.  So, I decided to swallow my own medicine.  To walk away from the blog for a while.

Though it seems trivial, even silly, to admit…..I like writing.  I want to be a writer.  I am a writer.  I want everyone to like me.  I want publishers to want to publish my next great book.  And the first question they ask when assessing whether or not your their next project is something about your “platform”.  And if you don’t have a flock at the local mega-church or if you’re not a radio personality or something of the like, then you better have a following online.  Mind you, this is all before they even look at the masterpiece that represents my latest writing.

So, one feels like they must keep up the blog, the twitters and all the other ways for folks to feel like they know me- though they don’t.

And the truth is, that’s okay.  There’s nothing really inherently wrong in that reality; except for me, it kinda makes me a monster and it makes me think about me and chase fans.  I’ve never really been one for doing so and so I am making sure I don’t start.  Cause I could.  Cause I like to write.  Cause I want to be a writer….(see above).

And on a deeper level that is diving way past the book thing.  Once you start caring about gathering people, you are apt to cater your message to items that tickle their ears.  I’m really more of an ear-puller than an ear-tickler.  I like to point people to loss or disability or some other place they may not really want to go….except I find over and over that they do.

And so I am back, for today.  Fighting who I don’t want to become.  Writing things down cause I love to do so.  But not chasing.  Not tickling.  Just being me and thankful for whomever comes along.

Thanks for coming along.  A blog is more fun when it is read by humans.

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