Soul-Searching

I’ve done a lot of thinking since my last post.  After getting halfway through my travel writing class, I realized the class was all about content marketing.  I do want to be a travel writer.  I just don’t want to focus on content marketing.

I delved into copywriting (now called content marketing) a couple of years ago but when I realized what it was really about I just couldn’t do it.  I suppose someone has to do it. It just isn’t going to be me.

After much soul-searching and internet researching, I decided that travel blogging is the path for me.  I dumped the old class.  Then dove right in to a blogging class and a travel blogging class.

I said I needed a break in my last post. Hell, I screamed it.  What I really needed was a new direction.  I’ve been working my butt off on my new classes.

To my fellow bloggers, don’t you enjoy being able to control the content of your own blog?  No word limit restraints?  Not having to plug someone else’s product or service unless you want to?

In a previous post, I wrote about all the travel articles I was reading and that I found most of them bored me to tears.  Can you guess why?  Those articles were nothing but content marketing.  They didn’t tell a compelling story.

I started this blog with a post called New Beginnings.  Funny thing about new beginnings sometimes there are some sharp turns along the way.

What do you think?

Information Overload

“Do this, don’t do that. Can’t you read the sign?”

—- Signs (Five Man Electric Band)

 

I’ve been working through my course, reading travel articles, reading articles about writing travel articles and reading travel blogs.  I’ve even been reading blogs about blogging.

It’s just information overload.

Top 10 this….

Best 10 that…

101 places to…

Articles that are sales pitches for more articles.

Links to other links to yet other links that finally end up at a price tag.

I need a BREAK!

I’m not a young person just starting out.  I have a lifetime of experiences and adventures that I want, no–that I need to write.

For now what I need is to stare at the sky and watch some hot air balloons float by on their way to somewhere else.