No. I can not say we did not warn me. While I was in my nice, quiet, inner-city loft sit and wash down Hustinettenbären of Aldi with Glenmorangie by the Scotch-dealer, I can think of the words of his friend, singer / songwriter, "Listen to my words: writing definitely not a blog How do you get at all in such a stupid idea? now almost makes me a bit angry! "
"Why?"
"Because then it must also read people."
"Well, you MUST read so no."
"But of course you will tell all your friends about the blog and then ask more if they read it and if not, then you're angry. It makes them feel obligated to keep, not at some point the pressure more and walk you finally out of the way. "
The singer / songwriter was a blog that is a killing machine friendship." Besides, "he said," but is really written enough already. There is every word that remains unwritten, a blessing "
Since he had hit a sore spot... Exactly this view I was in fact about even, but I wanted to say also, so very frankly on subjects under my fingernails itch.
"This is exactly the problem, Max," Ulrich explained to me.
Ulrich is a real capacity to an incredible number of areas. So I shrug my habit of always together first when something like that if he says something. I swallow excessively loud, turn red and can no longer think so nervous. But still make stupid questions: "Uh, what's the problem?"
"think That you think you can write freely out there. If you want that the blog is read, you need anywhere, on any networked be linked to the major blogs in the region. There have interesting topics here, cool processed somehow different. No one may be bored, no one felt stepped on their toes. Writing a blog is like the corset to tighten still further. And who cares about what you burn on your mind? "I would advise you strongly from starting at all! man Max! But you must know ... "But where
for anything in the world should I know now?" My confidence was gone. I was scared.
"must make you always fear. Indeed, there is no fear. At least not as something negative, "advised me of the singer / songwriter cryptic. In just seven days and nights, I created that is a blog, wrote a first one, and sought opinions.
" It's cool, "found a friend from the theater area . However, I have no idea what a blog is. In the past we would have called short story . "
" You what? "Asked my mother aghast.
" I bought a washing machine, so I 'm finally independent, "I replied." But how do you like my blog? "
" Yes, very funny, but understand I have nothing. "
The singer / songwriter he had not read. Ulrich looked only for a while arrogant, but I . it sure spoke to Tommy and Sebi asked me if that was really been so Martina found: "Beautiful text - but so typical." And only Karl, my best friend on earth, encouraged me, finally. "What talk you sooner , one has blogt today. And with you I could always have a good time. "
I did go on. Against all opposition. Blogging as self-assertion in a hostile environment." If you're interested in my honest opinion are, "writes Rolf me straight in the Facebook chat," your first entry was actually really good, but after that nothing came first. Probably jammed. And then there was no brakes downhill. "I like the winter.
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