If I keep the blog going, the nephews still have incentive to one day ditch the South Whidbey gear for proper Coupeville gear. (Sarah Kirkconnell photo)
It didn’t work.
I’ve been writing Coupeville Sports for almost six years and 6,200 articles, and twice I hit momentary bumps in the road where I thought about doing something else.
The first time, I held out for 10 days.
This time I went (almost) a month.
And both times I reached a point where I came to a realization that by not writing every day, I am fighting against my very nature.
I’ve had a lot of jobs.
Loved some (video store life 4EVER), hated some, and yet the one that is most me is the one where I’m pretty sure I’ll never, ever make any money.
And that doesn’t matter.
The one thing which has always come easily to me is writing. It’s what I should be doing every day.
When I’m not, I get grumpy, I get listless, I seriously drift and I freak out the cats by spending too much time yelling at my computer about the depressing realities of the real world.
And, truth be told, my boss in the video store biz for 12+ years, Miriam Meyer, was right — I’m like an old church lady who can’t live without their daily gossip.
Running a blog keeps me in the ever-churning world of high school and middle school sports rumors, and, without that, is life truly life???
This doesn’t mean that I’m not going to write “A Year on the Prairie” over this next year. That’s still happening.
But I’ve also come to realize if I don’t write on a regular basis, I might as well be back washing dishes.
And none of my fingers want that…
There is no reason I can’t blog AND write a book at the same time, as opposed to watching 17 straight YouTube videos of celebrities clashing with paparazzi.
Anyway, I’ve already published two books during my blogging days, and my sister has pumped out like 202, and she has three kids. Probably time for me to pick up my writing game, and not look for a break.
Plus, I just realized it was only four months ago I paid WordPress for another year of hosting Coupeville Sports.
Throwing away eight (sorta) free months makes the Ebeneezer Scrooge inside me break out in a cold sweat.
So, basically, a love of gossip, an effort to short-circuit a crippling YouTube addiction and penny-pinching thumbs has morphed me into mid-career Al Pacino.
“Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in.”
Hooah, indeed.
PS — No pay walls, ever.
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If you do, you’re a saint. If not, keep reading, you lil’ socialist, you.
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