by Invisible Man » Tue Apr 05, 2016 7:59 am
I write a lot of dumb posts on ILF.
Also finishing my book (academic, not that fun) on the history of efficiency and its relationship to utopian/proletarian texts.
Probably for the best to keep writing as a side-piece. I do it for a living, and it is not particularly pleasurable for me. I can only speak to my experience, though.
It is rewarding to be a part of an intellectual community where it's possible to interact with smart people, and to work with students on their writing. I'm an English professor, so reading about writing, writing about reading, and all of the in-between bits are where I spend all of my time.
If you're interested in working it out, just do it for you, and keep plugging away at it. Maybe something will happen with it. Maybe not. But as least you'll have a record of it, and you'll probably have some fun or meet some interesting people. The barrier to entry is nonexistent....which is a good thing for people starting those careers, and a bad thing for sustaining them (i.e., anyone can do anything anywhere). Maybe try a new thing? Don't know what that might be. But I wouldn't try to carve out a spot in the existing and overcrowded media landscape if I were you. There are a shit-ton of music blogs out there, you know? If you're interested in pedals, games, music in general...maybe there's a way to synthesize those things in some new format. Maybe even to combine them with some kind of 'personal journey' narrative (I don't mean to minimize this in scare quotes), as you've posted about your struggles of late. 'A Path Through Fuzz and Pixels.' Nahmean?
A little off-topic, but I was just doing some analogic thinking today, and wondering how many 'gears' there are to intelligence...I have a long commute. I isolated seven 'gears' of intelligence--the higher levels are unsurprisingly abstract, and a lot of them have to do with 'mapping' our ideas onto stuff that we already understand. David Ausubel calls this 'subsumption theory,' and it's basically mid- to high-level comparativist thinking.
Mentioned this elsewhere, I'm pretty sure, but I got stuck in the middle of my dissertation because I wasn't sure what I was trying to communicate about my chosen field. I had a lot of enthusiasm and ideas, and a lot of material, but it was lacking cohesion and direction (like life). At pretty much exactly that moment, pedals entered my life, and (not joking at all) compromised my intellectual integrity. They were all I could think about.
A year into the pedal derail, my daughter was born. My wife befriended a woman who had a daughter that same week at some new moms playdate, and she invited us over. That woman's husband turned out to be a Sociology professor at the same university I was at in Buffalo, so we had a lot to talk about. Turns out he plays guitar, and he kind of understood my obsession. He said 'so you're into all that Ray Kurzweil stuff.' I didn't know who that was, but looked him up later, and discovered some crazy shit about his life, work, and writing on singularity. That was the 'white-hot euphoric' moment that writers love--eureka! Kurzweil was the key that I'd been looking for, and everything in the project aligned almost magically after that. And there's no mistaking that it was this tangentially-related obsession that mapped itself onto my work, and really kick-started my career. There was a connective tissue between my mania for pedals and my mania for obscure utopian novels. And finding that became not only a solution to a problem, but also the articulation of a much bigger idea that is still blowing my mind and driving me to do new and interesting things.
Now, I have freedom to write about whatever the fuck I want, and make a pretty damn nice living at it. Next project is cognitive musicology, and maybe the construction of online communities that engage with it (looking at you, ILF). Not bragging, just trying to be encouraging. I would not recommend spending eight years in graduate school to get there like I did. Most of that time was spent on getting credentials in order to contribute to my discipline. If all you want to do is write, you don't need a bunch of degrees. Just a laptop and a new idea.
None of this is meant to 'teach' you anything; just sharing a small slice of my own slog, and trying to demystify the process by which I 1) got to do what I want, and 2) make a reasonable living at it.