Hello, your primo shenanigan is back. This week is going to be a short one, because I’m trying to make two posts instead of one. This first one is just me tearing back the facade, and sitting down on the stage so I can, “get real for a sec”.
This blog has been my creative outlet for some time now. If anyone is paying attention, I wrote on some funny stories from real life, in hopes to distract you from the mundane, and remind you that craziness is happening everywhere, and it’s not all a bad place to be, but then I was getting dry with them, because life transitioned for me. I then wanted to try my hand at video game reviewing, looking at certain parts, like post game content, that isn’t really touched on from YouTube gamers, or other bloggers. And then another transition cam when I wanted to try something new and post indie developers who were looking to make a name for themselves, and hoping I would make that blog that covered the game before it became a hit. And lemme just say, I covered Omno before Jacksepticeye played it on his channel, but no one noticed, but that’s okay that dude has earned his name, and his spot in the public by working hard.
I’m still trying to find my voice. The rest of you blog men and women out there probably are already there and have other problems to deal with like deadlines, sponsors, collaborations, ads, site maintenance, coding, etc. We all are working through our careers, at different levels, and this is where I’m at.
I want to be a writer as a career. Writing is my deepest joy. I don’t feel as effective a communicator than when I put my thoughts down into letters. Writing about my findings in the deepest depths of the imagination is one of my passions. In fact I think that’s why I focus on games, and funny life stories because I want to find examples of others diving in deep and coming up with the fascinating oddities of the mind.
So as you can imagine, there’s a dual-bladed sword in my fight to develop my name in writing. And I feel I’m not there yet. I feel like my voice, my message, and my direction are scattered, or that it’s so big I haven’t found the edges which I’m struggling to reach.
I also don’t get a lot of feedback. And I don’t ask for it, I hate being one of those people that begs. I find it as a desperate attempt for attention and validation, which I don’t need. I want to serve, to entertain, to reach, to inspire, to make profound statements, and be funny to others.
So bear with me as I keep going forward. It’s gonna get weird, but that’s what you can describe a cocoon as a worm turns into a butterfly. I’m in the cocoon stage, but it will pass.
If you’ve made it this far down the blog, wow. Thanks. Really I appreciate it. Leave a comment if you have any advice, or opinions to make me better. I would welcome it.