Sometimes I think I'm crazy. All the work I do for nothing. Nada. No reward at all. Except the occasionally bit of laughable abuse. How many hours have I put into the website, blog and book? It doesn't bear thinking about. But working for free does have one huge advantage: you can do whatever you want.
I only write about what I want to. I have no employer, publisher or editor peering over my shoulder, tutting at the unmarketability of my output. Or telling me what to write. It's an incredibly liberating feeling, being your own man*.
That's what's great about the modern electronic world. Everyone has that opportunity. To speak from the heart, without mediation. Though much of what we write may bore the trolleys of all but a handful of the population. I'm not exactly mainstream myself. (My prediction to Mike "I'll sell loads of copies of 'Mild!' - ten easily." may have been a touch optimistic.) Freedom of thought and the freedom to express your thoughts is a beautiful thing.
I'm going to continue writing for free. Because it gives me a satisfaction no sum of money could equal. And to continue writing what I choose. Ditto. No-one will tell me what to write.
News, nuggets and longreads 21 September 2019: Catalonia, cask, cans - Here’s a week’s worth of reading about beer and pubs, from Catalan hops to cask ale. For Birraire, Joan Villar-i-Martí has written at length about Jordi ...
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