Post Job, Day 9: I like my life more then blogging!

A friend sent me this New York Times article called "In Web World of 24/7 Stress, Writers Blog Till They Drop". It's a pretty self-explanatory article. People are blogging themselves to death, to bad health, to nervous breakdowns.

The reason I mentioned death first must be for the same reason the writer of the article did, scare bloggers. Make it pop like a blogger. Also, that whole inverted pyramid thing. But, regardless, this hit a nerve in me. I've thought about living the life of a blogger. I had a lady and gent from a Mac website offer the opportunity to write for them, to be the voice of new Mac news, and I wanted to do it. I was excited by the idea of pumping out a few articles blog posts a day and reaping the benefits. Then, things didn't work out and I was bummed out like Matt Buchanan, passed out on his keyboard.

This article, though, freaked me out! Like scared straight, but it worked. Matt Buchanan doesn't have time to eat proper meals, so he's "regularly consuming a protein supplement mixed into coffee." Pardon my language, but that's fucked up. The articles does not, however, mention any kind of social life or his emotional state; both of which, I'm sure, are massively screwed up.

It's like the single mom, working three jobs to support her kids but LOVING IT. But there's another aspect of the story that was disturbing: do they have families? Do they see their families if they have them? I want a family!

Ugh. Sure, this post is a bit reactionary and I recognize the irony that I'm sitting here typing this out as I freak about the conditions many bloggers subject themselves to and that I'm going to keep writing in this and one other blog, but I certainly won't be getting paid for it! Oh...wait...