Why You Should Become a Creator

I am not an especially good writer. And I don’t have anything especially important to say. When I look over my past works, I cringe. And my largest paycheck from being a creator has been a single penny. My views on YouTube and Medium combined are in the dozens. I should not be a creator.

An example of my photography. It’s called “Maisey Hates Reality Television, Featuring Socks”

But I do it anyway. Not because I expect to be rich, or even have a ‘side hustle’. I wouldn’t turn my nose up at a large windfall, but I know the odds aren’t in my favor and my contributions are too spotty to grind my way into profitability.

I contribute and create for the same reason I take on a wide variety of hobbies. I garden, restore things I buy at garage sales, work on the house, invest in the stock market, argue online, and try my hand in the kitchen. I do this all to learn a little about the world and learn more about myself.

I don’t jump for joy at the prospect of writing, but when I see that I’ve gotten a few views, I say ‘neat!’ to myself. It’s too cool that some person from some unknown walk of life has scanned my work, and probably thought to themselves that I’m a bit of a dumbass. I’ve affected some person’s neurons and maybe even slightly shifted their perspective from across the bounds of the internet. That’s an awesome tool, and those who wield it effectively are changing the world.

Participation in this new frontier is exciting, broadening my experience, and encouraging others to do the same is an overall positive experience. Learning by doing is an option that has been gifted to us by our ancestors who worked hard just to remain in existence, but put into motion the world we live in today. To honor those who struggled before us and to help build the world that follows, it seems to me we must maximize what we have, to learn and build as much as we can.

This writing, like everything I do, is imperfect. There are some floor tiles that aren’t quite lined up that still bother me, but the effort taught me how to prepare for big projects, put things in order and finish a job. And, by the way, they’re still doing their job covering the subfloor. This article will surely get lost in the darkest corner of the internet, but it’s teaching me that I can write an article (422 words so far!) and maybe lay the groundwork for bigger and better things. It at least teaches me that I won’t succeed without trying.