I have lamented finding sources for deeper information and I almost pulled the trigger yesterday and signed up for medium.com subscription. before anyone gets their panties in a wad about paying on the internet, I have no clue how many hundreds of thousands we dumped into allowing people to use cameras and link across the globe before the current state of cameras in phones. we could not figure out how to make money with it, as we simply didn’t want to do porn or be involved with it. I still laugh at our ex-manager, “Eddie” explaining how much money he made in a very short amount of time with it.
who knew him asking in the mid 90’s, “some guy wants to buy so and so’s bra, how much should she charge.”
“tell her to charge him $250 (or was it 500?)”
a few moments later he gets back on camera and says, “thanks, she is thrilled.”
“are you telling me some guy bought her bra for $250 (500?)"
"yeah, how did you know someone would do that?"
"eddie, i just made up a stupid sounding price thinking it was a stupid request. i had no idea anyone would aclually agree to it."
that is when I called eddied and asked 1,000 questions to learn just how on earth there were so many lonely men willing to pay a few dollars a minute (I think that was the going rate at the time) to sit and talk/watch/whatever women on a screen. more interesting to me was what the woman’s end was like and how much they could make in a short period of time.
I digress, I watched a similar trend in online dating where the first sites were full of interesting people and I hear form my friends today that what you find is simply the mass of humanity that was in a bar, now online. I guess it comes to this blog and I remember a writer friend asking why I write this.
“I read Cyril Connolly’s quote and a light bulb went off….write for yourself and figure no one is going to read it, as it is more like a dribble from the mind. I had hoped to gain a little improvement in writing style, yet, the construct of this is 10 minutes, whatever comes out, is it – no edits. “
while there have been a few times I actually wrote something that might be worth reading to more than myself. consider what is here as one guys online journal, attached to not much of anything – yet – it really saves me paper and allows the sketchbooks to be filled with ideas and sketches…not this brain dribble or writing to an audience.
the audience writer is a friend of mine who makes his living writing. he wants to write novels and books, yet, with a few kids, his dream has to take a bit of a backseat to writing technical stuff, marketing stuff, and product stuff that is to fit a purpose of attaching a message from something to connect to another thing – usually to involve some money to change hands so someone buys something they probably really don’t need, but it looks like they do at the moment.
that last paragraph was a run on about something, huh?
what I struggle with on the web is finding sources of good writing that is not a 24 year old talking about life struggles, of which, at 24 they might appear to be – but after wandering and living life on the planet – they are more blips on the radar screen of life. I am not trying to discount the desire of idea of writing – but what I realized in scanning the medium articles this morning was they sure sound a lot like the crap I write in here.
when I went to the next article, there was more information sent to me by some algorithm that said I might like it -and it was more of the same…one person talking about their life experience, and what they did – to a world that doesn’t really give two craps about it.
I guess that is why I giggle about this blog. you can put whatever you want out online, and unlike a cloud storage for your words, you leave it out in public, as few to no one is going to read it. who knew that would be a side benefit of the internet. I think it works out less expensive than sketchbooks. in hindsight I would have done something different with trying to structure a database search with it – but I know most of this probably reads like my ideas…a few base ideas being rehashed over time as the solution percolates – even though perhaps someone else would say, “don’t you see…it is so obvious!”
I would have to reply, “yes, it is obvious, I am not much of a writer!”
I just find the process interesting, even if I suck at it. but I keep trying to learn!
but now that I think back to Eddie and the current batch of internet writers all trying to eke out a living by writing…I realize that there simply aren’t all that many amazing writers and probably more simply taking something and saying, “look what I wrote” in today’s age where the disease of “look-at-me-it is, page clicks and likes “ supersedes something rich, deep, filling, and good.