Last night, I saw an Oprah repeat with Suzie Orman and the Octo-mom. And Suzie Orman talked about praise and fame and how it gets to be like an addiction. That's what OS is: my strange addiction.
The great thing about OS is it is a great place to read oustanding writing and get read too. You get comments too and with any luck a few Editor's Picks.
It's very heady in the beginning because every day is like Christmas. You just can't wait to get on and see all the presents people left.
It's also one big treasure hunt because you can meander around and read the neatest stuff.
The bad thing about OS is that it becomes addicting--the attention--the praise and I think when that slows or comes to grinding halt--that's when people wander away. That's why the guard changes so often.
I am no hero. I fall in that trap all the time and so I asked myself: Would I write if no one commented? Do we need that praise or can we labor our gift in obscurity, self-satisfied with job well done?