It seems like everybody and their teddy bear has a blog these days. Housewives who document their kids’ lives, what’s for dinner, and tips to get blood stains out of clothes. Writers who shamelessly pimp their work. Sports nuts who pimp their team. And frat boys who keep a running tally of chicks they’ve banged. They all have blogs. Does that make them all writers?
A decade ago, you had to have publishing credits to be considered a writer. Now any Jack or Jane can log into Blogger and claim to be a writer. Are they writers? In my humble opinion, HECK YEAH! Everyone walking the Earth at some point in their life has had the desire to express what they’re feeling or thinking. Anyone who has committed those thoughts or feelings to paper or digital media can claim to be a writer. They may not be a good writer. They make suck harder than an Electrolux. They may choose to write about things that nobody cares about. I have no desire to read about civil service reform. They may freak the average person right the hell out. There is just something creepy about harvesting cobra blood and drinking it in the hopes of gaining super powers. They may be downright rude. I'm talking to you kinkmasterjoe647!! They may be completely delusional. I am sorry but your kids novel involving bullies, cannibalism, and transvestite midget goats will never be a best seller. They are all writers.
So, log in or pick up a pen. Write down what you’re thinking. Start simple. How are you feeling in that moment? What do you love? What do you hate? Who do you hate? Who would you like to choke the life out of then hang their skin on a clothes line? You know, every day thoughts. What? You don’t have fantasies of beating someone bloody for taking “your” parking space at Walmart? Huh. I have those thoughts every damn day.