craner

Beast of Burden
ave you tried writing about events that are actually current instead of those that, y'know, happened over a decade ago and the whole world forgot about

I used to do exactly that but it's bollocks, you end up pretending to know things you don't, getting sucked into the whirlpool of current affairs which, basically, reduces to the art of bullshit that drives Twitter. When I started writing again I wanted to remove myself from that as much as possible. I wanted to write about books and films, basically.
 

sus

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I used to do exactly that but it's bollocks, you end up pretending to know things you don't, getting sucked into the whirlpool of current affairs which, basically, reduces to the art of bullshit that drives Twitter. When I started writing again I wanted to remove myself from that as much as possible. I wanted to write about books and films, basically.
Wait you want to write things that are well-researched/high-quality and also have people read them? Who told you that's how it works? That's not how it works. You have to pick one!
 

sus

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it's ok craner I feel your pain

I see my own future in you

everybody tells me, Spendy, just share and promote your work, if you write good things regularly you will find readers, and they will share, and you will find new readers. they say, oh, I only wrote 7 blog posts a few years ago and I still get daily emails from new readers, it's so great, I love blawging

I have published 400,000+ words over 8 years across multiple platforms and I've never gotten above 3-digits readership, every year I wonder if the tides will change they don't, friends sometimes say, Spendy, you can't expect a piece on the heterotopic-liminoid to go viral people can't even pronounce it (that was @beiser actually). I told him, "I gave it a nickname, het-lim! you don't have to use the multi-syllabic!"

so I guess what I mean to say is, we're the same person Craner, just displaced by time and the Atlantic ocean. I'm your ghost of Christmas past; you're my ghost of christmas future. we can prop each other up at the mast
 
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sus

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actually now that I think of it this whole board is filled with losers I mean that in the best sense we will never make it our writing will be lost to the sands
 
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craner

Beast of Burden
I'm just conflicted. I aimed for a steady job to avoid failing to become a freelance writer and ending up a depressed, starving alcoholic. That worked out OK. I can afford to write at leisure in my spare time and I don't have to write to pay the mortgage. The blog is therefore an indulgence with psychological and creative benefits. I can write what I want, in the way I want, without having to agonise over how to sell it. I know that can lead to bad writing too, writing that is simply self-indulgent, which is bad style (all of my pieces last year were too long). But it's hard to avoid it -- if you do something you think is really good, you want people to read it and to love it and then the silent void can be painful. It's stupid, but you can't get around it.
 

sus

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Craner you did everything right. Now you just have to give up worldly ambitions and take immediate sensory/identity pleasure in your writing. It's the final step. You're sooooo close to nirvana
 

sus

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But it's hard to avoid it -- if you do something you think is really good, you want people to read it and to love it and then the silent void can be painful. It's stupid, but you can't get around it.
You can. You have to. You will.

Me? I have another decade of shouting into the void before I hit rock bottom and wind up in the tank for public indecency. Then I'll have to, but not yet.
 

craner

Beast of Burden
if I ever make it tho I'll be sure to mention your name to the Paris Review. for posterity.

I aim to be one of those losers like Isaac Rosenfeld, the guy nobody has ever heard of or read but gets name-dropped by those in the know.
 

sus

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His friends regarded him initially, according to Irving Howe, as the "golden boy" of the New York literary elite,[5] but later remembered him in their memoirs as a man who, despite his brilliance, never fulfilled his potential; as Howe put it, a "Wunderkind grown into tubby sage ... he died of lonely sloth..."[2] He died on July 14, 1956 of a heart attack in his one-room apartment in Chicago.[2]
Oh no. Craner.
 

luka

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when i said dissensus is by losers for losers, loserdom is vital to its ery identity Eden got angry with me and said actually he had worked his way up to a management position in the non profit sector and that i was just trying to turn dissensus into 4chan (which i was)
 
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