I HEAR YA, BUDDY….THE ONES i THINK WILL HIT SOMEONE’S FANCY OFTEN GO BELLY UP….AND THE POEMS GROUND OUT ON SHORT NOTICE GET ALL KINDS OF ATTENTION! “HOW COME????”
The analytic side of my brain craves tangible explanations. It wants to understand everything in the most empirical sense, with graphs and charts and logical conclusions. When a concept can’t be quantified, or remains elusive and stays just on the periphery of what I can comprehend, it vexes me. It gets forced into the other part of my brain; the part that houses superstition and mystery, where I dance around, hitting ideas with sticks and yelling at them, trying to wrap my caveman brain around all that non-scientific spiritual voodoo.
Blogging, in the abstract, lives in this part of my brain. I get the whole, “write good posts about interesting stuff” part, but all of the other magic – SEO, trends, virality – might as well be written in a dead language. And locked inside an ancient, skin-bound tome. That only opens once every 7 years.
Sure, I can study…
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