July 1, 2008
I’ve recently been catching up on the Showtime program Californication. Centered around mid-life crisis sufferer Hank Moody (played by David Duchovny), the show is packed with sex and sarcasm. A subplot follows the lead as his career as a novelist dead ends due to writer’s block, leaving him with no choice but to take a paying blogger gig. Which the show portrays as a huge blow to the character’s ego.
And that got me thinking…
Ever since I became a prolific blogger, the fiction writer in me has disappeared.
The writing styles are clearly different, and blogging, quite honestly, helps me pay the bills (while fiction was only a hobby). Interesting, because as far as I’m concerned, I’ve always found that writing breeds writing.
I’m curious to hear if you’ve experienced anything similar. Answer this question in the comments section below:
SINCE YOU’VE STARTED BLOGGING YOU…
a) Write more fiction
b) Write less fiction
c) You never wrote fiction to begin with
Now that I’m aware that I’ve turned my back on true ‘creative writing,’ I will make a conscious effort to incorporate it back into my life.
Finally I find myself writing for volume the way I always tried to discipline myself to do, yet the format is different than I expected.