Why I Write

The obvious  smart aleck answer is simply:"somebody has to do it"

I consider myself a writer of sorts as I have had a fair amount of success writing various articles and blogs on a variety of topics for clients on  the Internet. My expertise encompasses a relatively new writing niche known as "Content Provider." I am paid for my efforts which meets the definition of professional.

I am also often considered an expert if I  spent five minutes or so gathering background information on a subject, any subject. If you regard the things you read on a website, blog or product review article as being the absolute gospel truth, the faith you have in your fellow man (me) could easily be shaken, even destroyed by what you read here

Before you sell the ranch and put your money on something you've read online, remember this: I may have written that piece. You might assume that the originator of the concept, product, data, information or anything on that web site to be completely accurate. The truth is, I may have written it based on my limited research, hearsay, speculation or outright half-truths.

You might be amazed to find that so much of the authoritive pieces you read online that are represented as being studied and correct and written by actual authorities are actually written by ghostwriters like myself who spring from the bottomless, pool of anonymous content writers who tunneled their way from obscurity to positions that pay the astonishing sum of one to ten cents a word for our efforts. 

 Many of these published articles are actually quite good. As a result, those who paid for my articles get full credit and are recognized as the authors.  They are often paid a handsome sum for submitting my work. 

While I may have earned $5 for the 500 word article, the writer who submitted it earned three to five times more. But that's the world of Internet writing. That's why some writers drive a Mercedes while many others go for Ford pick up trucks. 

They have paid the price with years of experience and exposure, building their reputations to the point where they can now benefit from the sweat of others like myself and other writers who have not yet clawed our way out of the pit. So why in the world would anyone want to write for these authors? There are a few good reasons why. 

We may love the craft and the idea of being a writer, but in truth most of us are nothing but hacks who have difficulty stringing 3 or 4 good sentences together in order to create a readable and entertaining paragraph. So why do we continue on this hopeless journey. That's simple. It's because we believe that with practice our skills will improve enough to bring us to a higher level, or at the very least, a level better than the last chapter we wrote.

 Actually there are other incentives and areas where we can carve out our niche in the literary field. As the Internet continues to grow, so do opportunities for many other new categories within the field. Those of us who stay on and continue to ghost-write, do improve with time and effort. The Articles we are assigned or take out of the everyday pool of articled for hire, are amazingly accurate and well written. 

Our articles are not only believable, they are deserving of a good rating. As we progress along the path, our writer ratings may also improve and serve to provide us content providers, a more meaningful income through the brokers that hire us. 


If we choose to become totally independent authors, we can take on direct accounts for whom we become the primary source for every written word they need to generate. We could  move up to a used Audi or Lexus. The world becomes a better place and you may actually start to believe more of what you read on the Internet, even if I was the person who wrote it.

"Screw the Pain - Save a Soul"

Reflections

Depending on my mood, I can start the day feeling sorry for myself or feeling great. It's thar "Poor Me" syndrome that bothers me. It can come and go without warning, but lately it often comes way too often and stays way too long. 

The medical community calls it depression. I suppose that's what I might have, but fortunately that feeling passes quickly so it doesn't bother me much.  I found that thinking of all the good things I encounter more than makes up for the bad. As a result, I decided to stop being depressed. That was simple enough- when it works.

There's plenty to keep me mentally occupied. It's the lack of physical activity thing that drives me nuts. My wife knows all about how I feel and  goes out of her way to help.  The root of my problem is the constant pain and limited mobility that is the issue


 I recently read a report on suicide which claimed 90% of them are due to serious pain issues. I can believe it. Thank God I am too much of a coward to consider taking my life. I 'd rather suffer.


"Screw the Pain - Save a Soul" is my new motto.

I've decided to take a new tack to deal with my pain. It's actually an old tack that  dates back to my childhood days when I attended a parochial school in Detroit. The nuns taught us that we could do our part to release some poor souls from purgatory by offering our pain and suffering on their behalf. What the hell, it couldn't hurt to give it a try. If it works, I would have a lot of souls beholding to me.

I confess I have lost much of the religious fervor and zeal of my youth, but for some reason the pain for heavenly gain trade-off stuck with me. Consequently, I took the advice of Sister Albertina and dedicate every new and old pre-existing pain to good use by bailing some unsuspecting soul out of their temporary fire and brimstone existence.

I suspect that at this stage of my long running Purgatorial Release Project, I have bailed out hundreds, if not thousands of imperfect Christians from their indefinite period of restitution by fire. I mean, what the hell, we are only human. Let my people's souls go. Maybe someone will do the same for me some day.

Ouch! I just had another sharp pain and there goes another poor soul flittering upward to his reward.