Writing is work. Most things begin with writing. Though I find writing a pleasure, it is also a thing that requires great mental effort. It is not mere content — that word said almost dismissively, as if it is a synonym for styrofoam peanuts. (And by the way: you actually have to buy styrofoam peanuts. They aren’t free unless you rob them from boxes shipped to you.) Content is not slurry. It’s not protein goo. It’s not mud or air or some readily available resource –
At least, it’s not as long as we don’t let it be.
As I am wont to say, there’s nothing wrong with exposure for writers. It can be useful, provided it is on your terms. But also realize that hikers die from exposure, and writers can die from it, too.
Do not be exposed.
Expose yourself.
NO, NOT LIKE THAT, PULL UP YOUR PANTS.
I mean, be in control of how and when you write for free.
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alphatoronado
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toriitorii
pisces-royalty
nam-suki
lesbianhatsune
