Writing Everyday, Or Not
How A Steady Stream Slowly Trickled Out
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Writing on this platform can be many things. It can be great. It can be growthful. It can be joyful. It can become a habit. And it can become, boring.
I started flirting with writing here way back in 2016. Although I wrote very little, I read a lot. Like several hours a day. I was learning what it took to write online, and regularly.
When the partner program began in 2018, I immediately started paying my five dollars a month. It was a bargain, irregardless of whether I was writing, or not.
It was only a couple of months later, that I did begin to write and publish. Never a lot, more like a slow drip. And I continued to read, a lot.
The series of portraits that accompany this story were created by the Oaxaca artist, Samael Aguero. I chose them because I am drawn to them.
I also chose them, because this artist seems to understand that creative success, does not occur overnight.
He is regularly pasting new portraits on the walls around Oaxaca City. He does so knowing that most will be defaced within a day or two. He is undaunted. He just keeps making, and pasting his new work on the walls.
The way I see it, his approach is not much different, than writing regularly here. Get up everyday, and do it again. Ignore, being ignored.
By the time I landed in Oaxaca, just over a year ago, I started to take writing here more seriously. Steadily during March and April I wrote and published more frequently.
By May I was writing almost daily. This continued through October. Writing, and reading here, was engrained in my daily routine. My numbers all around, continued to grow. In truth, I was having fun.
It was in October that a tiny shift began to occur. A tiny crack began to form. In fact I really didn’t notice it until a month later.
