*This post includes a few new additions, as well as the removal of another apparently dead ‘magazine’*
Of course, to be a writer you have to write. But of equal importance to the writing element is you have to be read. There are many different ways to be read, but rest assured that for all the fantastic poetry and prose you scribble in your fancy notebook and for all the standing up on stage you do at open mic nights, you will never be never be read if you do not approach the media.
Of course you could argue that you write for yourself, which is fine, but if that is your take on writing then this post is not directed at you. And even if that is your take, you probably want to write for someone someday.
Today’s post comes directly from the good people down at The Three Wise Monkeys webzine (I am not a wise monkey, nor a monkey, nor am I wise although I aspire to the status).
Why I Hate the HBC Fest.
The HBC Fest, which apparently stands for Hae-bang-chon (how creative), is being unofficially renamed by me as the Hardly Bothered Coming Festival®, and I am going to tell you why!
Before I start complaining about it, I just want to let you know that I’m sick of it already! You’d think that after four years people would know about it and I’d have the freedom to spend my time looking for something better to do when the time comes around. It makes me feel like I have a stutter every October and May and I end up having to repeat myself in a different way. Well it’s not my fault; I know everything about it already. Continue reading