So I'm a writer. And I know what you're thinking -there are tons of writers. A couple of clicks online and we're surfing an ocean of blogs, a sea of ink and jpegs. Between Facebook and YouTube, who's got time for yet another blog? Who makes time to hashtag things that make them laugh?
As a writer, I've found myself to be a bit of hermit crab, hiding my work away from curious eyes and withdrawing myself from this torrential tide of text that bombards me everyday on social media. I'm very careful to moderate my time online, and even more careful with rough drafts and experimental fictions I've worked on. Needless to say, it's past time for me to branch out.
I've made steps to come out from under this rock I live in. I've taken workshop classes (which force you to present your work to others), I've met with other writers to discuss our craft. Yesterday, I started my first Twitter account. I'm even taking a literary citizenship class to help me branch out.
In this online ocean, I don't want to be a hermit crab. I want to be a squid, reaching out with many arms through many medias, grasping at ways to better my writing and anyone who can help in that regard. The sea is a big place, and we can all help each other reach new depths.
So here I am, reaching out. And you should reach out, too. Tweet about that one poem you liked. Post on Facebook about what books you're reading. The Internet is a big place, and there's room enough for everyone to make a splash.
So go make your splash!
