Some of you may or may not know, but editing and maintaining a blog is hard work.
Minutes of thinking, scribbling, collecting and so on are needed to keep the hungry beast that is WordPress fed.
You kind of have to do this thankless job with gusto and shamelessness too because the blog doesn’t and will not love you. The blog’s belly doesn’t take into consideration your time, your energy or other extracurricular activities. It just wants more, and more and more.
I tip my hat to all the bloggers out there, who feed the blog and never quit. The bloggers that roll up their sleeves and type into the wee hours in order to get the scoop before anyone else does (which is actually impossible). The blogger than thinks his meme will be the next BIG thing.
Yes, these are the sad bastards, er I mean great people that make your next episode of “Best Week Ever” before it’s even a day old.
Some of these are people who (if they aren’t already making a nice living out of it, or getting dates, publishing deals, or whatever else people use the blogs to get now) don’t mind using up their time (when it could have been used somewhere else), their energy (probably could’ve been spent on those abs they dream, but blog about instead) and a strong will (specifically in mind/concentration).
It’s too easy NOT to blog, so it’d be even easier not to edit one.
Believe it or not, but after looking over these things, I’m left questioning my own will.
It doesn’t happen all the time, but there are weak moments. They can catch me by surprise, they’ll show up between polo matches, interrupt discussions about Wittgenstein over games of backgammon, sometimes they fill in the voids between my days helping orphans, but worst of all, sometimes they come between me and hilarious commercials.
There not the kind of thoughts I want to have, they are certainly not the kind of ideas you want your editor to harbor, but there I am wondering:
Maybe I shouldn’t be a blogger/and blog editor. DUN DUN DUN!!!
Maybe I’m not doing enough of my part…
But that part–is it something that I can just change? Is it something beyond my means?
Apparently it is out of my hands…specifically when it’s been put into the hands of Internet scientists and physicians.
You may want to sit down for what I’m going to tell you next.
I’ve been (as have the staff of The NERD of HER!) diagnosed with a serious condition called RMS.
I’d tell you about it, but there is a really shiny thing flashing around just feet from here.
Yeah, I’m gonna go check that out. You can check this out and hit me back.
I don’t know if there is a Mac version yet either…oh pen envy.
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