It's strange how much of my life has been spent online. Throughout my entire adulthood, almost all of my social interaction has been online. I've all but given up even trying to interact with people any other way.
I take the regular stabs at partaking in family social gatherings, we converse of course, but I don't branch out any more than that. I've made attempts over the years, but it never works out. In a sense, I feel as though I only really exist online. That is where I express who I am. When people say it doesn't count, it feels an awful lot like being told that who I am doesn't count.
Some of us have nothing to give, but our voices.
It would be nice if I could figure out some way to make a living this way, but even my voice doesn't seem to be worth that much. I can get lots of thumbs up from a Facebook post, but am I coherent enough to write entire articles? Stories? Anything serious like that, that people might want to pay for? Not really, not as far as I can tell.
A lot of my effort has been channelled into saying as much as possible, as briefly as possible. I know that the more verbose I am, the more I'm going to lose to people. The greatest impact coming not from novellas or even an exhaustive article, but from a line or two, that really drives a point home. That makes the point in a new or innovative way. A question that gets people to think. This isn't really marketable, though.
They say that if you want to be a writer, write. So that's what I do.. but year after year, this is all that comes of it.