Some days, I forget that I liked writing before I was forced to. Funny how that happens. You dream of writing, and then great, you do that. You are a writing machine. Banging out blogs, press releases, articles. Then it keeps going. Sterile emails, passive aggressive work memos, Facebook posts, tweets…wait a minute. Those things aren’t writing. No one publishes tweets and slaps a Pullitzer on the cover. No one discusses the deep meanings behind a lengthy 2am Facebook rant. Or do they? Oh no! Next up on the English 101 syllabus, The Subtexts of Your Texts: Pitfalls and tips for proper message sending.
We’re all fucked.
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