In the words of the Irish poet Brenda Behan (shown here) “The only bad publicity is your obituary.” Recently, Julia, my editor asked me to try and list the works I had done in the last two years to convince me that I was achieving something. I have done lots of short stories; many have been correlated into bigger works such as Chronicles of Mark Johnson <a and the ongoing Medieval story which I have retitled Elfenmere Rescued; at my last count there were over 150 short stories and only one story have I thrown away. Some stories like "The Old Church Ghosts did well, even though I didn't like them and others bummed because I liked them; the prime example bieng my award winning Chronicles of Mark Johnson series which sparked the discussion.
Among the collections of writing, I was at the time writing two (now three) blogs; Julia was impressed at the amount of work I put in for the minimal return I get. In my view my blogs do NOT count; as I pointed out, almost every teen with a laptop/ pc or whatever they use, blogs or tweats so doing that does NOT count to me.
One line of thought says any writing is good for you, to an extent I do agree as it keeps you thinking. I like to use AutoCrit when I write; I find it better than Word because Word will correct your grammar errors but AutoCrit will only allow a certain word usage and the system is challenging to try and get the best writing.
I do not think my blogs are worth anything; my thinking reasons for this are many.
I ran on line erotica serial for over a month and put the book for sale with added pages; despite over 2,000 reads the book has not sold one copy.
The latest serialised story “Love of the sea” is going downhill big time.
Since I dropped out of writing erotica, my reads on the blogs have dropped from over 200 a day down to under 100 most days.