Do you get it? Sometimes as writers we pour our hearts and soul into our writing and get no likes. Then other times we just write for the heck of it and everyone loves it. Does it make you wonder? Do you ponder about it?
We check stats and there are readers everyday of our material. So the question remains. Do we write because we are passionate about it or simply to be liked? Do we have a message we want to convey? Is it a popularity contest? Who are we competing against? Hmm just more questions. Anyone have any answers? Why do you write? I’m interested.
I write because when I was 9 years old I discovered that I could put my feelings in a poem. It was cathartic. I loved rhyming and it was fun too. How old were you?
Hugs from Brooklyn
Oh, Paper you are so pure and white!
I want to put my ink on you, all through the night.
Penned with love
The Pen 🖊
Sending many hugs from Brooklyn.
I’m curious. I want to know what you thought about when you first woke up this morn. Also did you let out a sigh? Did you yawn? I want to know so comment below.
Don’t be shy. Give it a try.
Hugs from Brooklyn
I will start by stating I woke up thinking about you and all your grandeur. Your turn. I double dog dare you.
I’m burning with desire
I’m hotter than that flame
And you’re the one to blame
Only you knew how to set my heart ablaze
And now with you in my life there is no haze
Thank you baby
This one’s for you
Fountain Pen: Let my words glide down that rough texture of yours. Let them smoooooth you! Let them groove all over you!
Rough Paper: Oh, Parker I’m so thirsty for your wet pen. Come on glide yourself on me! Tantalize me with your words but don’t let any of them be uncouth. Empower me with your barrel and nib. Go ahead write on me!
Fountain Pen: Oh I’m dripping my ink so ready to imprint my point on you right now. I’m going to write and write on you like no one has written before. Maybe I might even etch on you! Get ready!
Rough Paper: I’ve been waiting my entire length for this moment! Come smoooooth me real good. Write on me! Etch on me! Go ahead press that point of yours real hard that you tear me in places. I’m an old paper and my surface is rough. It’s so rough that I’m stable and tough! Oh yes!
Fountain Pen: Oh, Paper, Pape, Pape!
Rough Paper: Yes Pen, Pen , oh PEN!
Don’t think of a pen as a mere instrument for it speaks. Let its words be heard as it writes on your paper! Creativity! You are the creator! Have a wonderful day.
Shout out to Bryan Lunsford my latest follower. You are strong thus your life will be long.
Twisted Thoughts you inspire me to be more spicy with my writing. Thank you.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Yes that is right. As with social media after a while we get caught up in how many likes we get and how many followers we have for our posts but we need to remember why we started on this site to begin with.
For those that are trying to sell a book or quit their jobs and prosper on WordPress revenue then by all means invest in yourself. If you are like me and are just passionate about writing and sharing then just keep writing and sharing. It will be slow but you will get followers.
If you have great content it will speak for itself and eventually prosper. Don’t get discouraged when you hear crickets with your blog posts. Trust me someone is reading it and it might only be your one friend but don’t discount that person. Each person that reads and follows is important because they took time out to read your post and comment or perhaps not comment. You aren’t less worthy because you have less likes or few followers. You are grand because you dared yourself to share your thoughts, your poetry, your fears, your secrets and your fantasies with the world. You are a writer! You are a blogger! You are a visionary! You matter! In reality you only need one person to like, love and be passionate about your writing and that person should be you yourself.
With that being said I want to thank my followers for liking my content. I consider each of you special.
What should I do? I’m feeling blocked!
I want to write but my thoughts are locked
Now I fear I will be mocked
I’m supposed to be a writer
Come on brain I know I’m brighter
So readers please hold on tighter
Soon enough I’ll have a line
Then everything shall be fine
Thank you for reading. It means a lot. What keeps you writing? I’m just curious.