Making Sense of Blogs: Procrastinating in the Phantom Blogosphere

Literally. See them on the edge of your screen? Those Google advertisement bars? Yes - please push them.
It will validate at .05 a click.
Maybe leave a comment to let me know you were here.
I'm just saying.


I'm a writer, and have been since I was old enough to figure out what the hell I wanted to do with my life. I do this so I can teach, therefore putting food on my table. I do it so I can socialize with others of my ilk, relying on the brother/sisterhood bond to continue a conversation. I write because I don't have washboard abs. I write so I can have sex.
Yes. Sex.
The male peacock needs to be heard in order for the hen to arrive and witness his provocative dance of love. You have heard me use this metaphor before, but it works. However, the peacock doesn't do this simply to get his rocks off - no, he's doing it because reciprocation validates his inner-self. It's wonderful to strut alone all day in front of a mirror, but there can be no validation without feedback. The colorful writer needs feedback. Feedback is happiness. Feedback is sex.


Nasty, nasty trolls.
But that's alright- this is where the writer's sense of self comes into play. Just as there can be no bad press, there can be no bad validation.
Validation comes to the Blogger's world through three means- comments left after a post, sharing of the article, and a grateful click on the advertisements posted on the Blog's page. A writer will maybe see a nickel, maybe a dime on average from their blogs, unless of course they syndicate them and have thousands of readers.
For me, just be be up front, I see maybe $10.00 a year if I'm lucky. Guess what that does to my self image...

But these projects require a different level of focus. If you haven't noticed, the name of this Blog is non-sequitor (spelled incorrectly on purpose, mind you). This project allows me the freedom to work off the cuff and tackle smaller topics without the level of detail required in work that might actually pay a bill. Here, I can open up and seek instant gratification from random babblings. As a reader, what could one expect to gain from this type of post? There's no recipe, nor any tips on luring the big bass from the deepest recesses of Lake Omywannatrythatagain. Hopefully, I offer entertainment.
Some days are a hit, and others, a miss past the barn door.
But it serves me.
And that is what is important.
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