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As far as I can remember, blogging didn’t really that hard back in old days. That was the time even before we coined “buzzmarketing”, “naked conversation”, “cluetrain manifesto”, and “citizen journalism” buzzwords.
I mean, I just wrote.
I didn’t care what’s you have for your breakfast but sure I did care about what you are. So write your “My Top 10 Breakfast Menu” if you’really feel you should despite the fact that no one will ever read about it. Okay, maybe someone will read that and creating a nice echo chamber effect. Probably you should also post your cat’s picture once in a while and maybe, just maybe, you won’t let your beloved readers down.
After couple of years of blogging my golden rule is shortened from “25 Do’s and Dont’s ala Problogger style” into just one simple rule:
“Writing manufactures lies, but it doesn’t lie about what you’re really passionate about”.
The rest is just detail then.
So go ahead. Write your breakfast menu and post your cat’s picture. I’m okay with that.
No one can take your passion. No one defines you. No one judges you. No membership, no submission, no invitation, nor even stupid mambo-jumbo nationality trolling can take your passion. Some people are just ends up being an arsehole. Some people are just that lame. That’s inevitable. But then again, who cares?
No one is listening while everyone is talking.
I’m still surprised witnessing some blogger’s effort trying that hard to distinguish their self from the whole packs, in effect, ends up with creating a big impenetrable status-quo fortresses. These fortresses, suffice it to say, producing different level of “existential crisis” that makes every newcomer blog found him/herself hard to blend in.
I’m not happy seeing what we’ve became into this big marketing vehicle.
Bullshit.
