A commentary by a wanna be writer of occult fact and fiction.
Greeting BLoggosphere…
I was sitting here looking at the Triond dash board and I asked myself what am I really trying to accomplish .
Am I selling out! am I trying to “cash In”… Blogger… hmm, sounds like a coagulation of mucus, or something that might be waiting for you in your closet, or under your bed,”the blogger” could be the topic of some horror novel, or some black and white, “it came from beyond” film. There are those who have returned from the mountain top and said “Yeah, I made some money”, or “I spend all my day writing and I can still eat FOOD”. But to get down to it, to the artist money is the symbol of admiration, of appreciation, and great are the souls who never saw any of it during their life times and still they continued their works out of a truly pure love of the art for its own sake. That however is not me. When I saw my first penny show up for writing …what have you… I was rather pleased, I felt validated, I imagined a day when I might actually be able to buy a ham sandwich or maybe even a bottle of wine, just for the hell of it. Maybe I could even make enough so that I could sit infront of the computer and be buried im my books all the time, wouldn’t that be something I thought.
Maybe, Just maybe, there are other human beings out there somewhere, who actually want to read the crap that I write…Astonishing the magic of it. These truly are interesting times.