Browsing the Blogosphere

Image nicked from There is creative reading as well as creative writing.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

There are many writing and writers blogs out there, and lots of them are full of wonderful advice based upon the writing experiences of the blogger in question, peppered with handy writer’s resources and often written in a dry and witty manner (see my favourite writing blogs). They are a joy to read.

I have come to the conclusion however, that a number of them are simply not for me. Not that they’re badly written (why would they be?) but more because of the tired  assumptions they continue to make.

The most aggravating thing is that these blogs assume we’re all the same. Just because I’m also a writer doesn’t mean I’m the same as you. For instance, the tediously repetitive mantra that writers have no choice but to write, they can’t not write, that it’s an inherent part of their genome. Utter rubbish. I have personal difficulty recognising any reason for existence, and this existential nihilism can be extremely demotivating, why bother writing? What’s the point?

Therefore my philosophy has to be: I write because I want to, not because I have to.

This assumption that we’re all the same leads to blogs being filled with the rights and wrongs of writing. There are no rights and wrongs, only differing methods of reaching the same goal. The best blogs recount the experiences of writers and the writing methods that work for them. From their experiences we can take positive action by trying some of the things that helped, and maybe even some of the things that didn’t

I’m tired of reading that my methods are wrong.

Worst of all, blogs that publish their own “Writers Manifesto” that dictate the frame of mind that a writer should be in (for example; writing for no other reason than simple joy), and if you’re not in this frame of mind, you’re not a writer. Some blog’s manifestos contradict directly with their general day to day “advice” on how to beat the natural disinclination to put words to paper. I won’t name them, that would be indelicate. Suffice to say, for some, writing for the joy of it alone is not enough, they want to be appreciated, and what’s wrong with that?

If the Beatles had written for the joy of it and never played in public, the world would be a different place.


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