I often wonder how many writers will never take the effort to write long form prose because their desire to tell a story is satisfied by microblogging and social media. I noticed my blog and paper journal output have dropped off significantly since I got my Facebook and Twitter accounts. And I haven’t written a short story in years.
Every desire I have to say something is spent on these quick and dirty missives. Thoughts appear, my creativity builds them up into something hopefully clever, and then it’s all expressed like a warm fart into the ephemeral winds.
I wonder if there’s a way through this that doesn’t involve abolition.