This is very scary.
It was scary enough when we started hearing news of gamers dying from gaming too much.
But news of bloggers dying from blogging too much is scarier because there are many more bloggers than gamers in the world.
It’s scarier for me because I’m both a blogger and a gamer.
But don’t worry. I’m not about to die from either because I’m not at risk. I will talk about that later, but here’s the news first.
Mon, Apr 07, 2008
The Straits Times
SAN FRANCISCO – THEY work long hours, often to the point of exhaustion. Many are paid by the piece – not garments, but blog posts. This is the digital-era sweatshop. You may know it by a different name: home.
A growing workforce of homeoffice labourers and entrepreneurs, armed with computers and smartphones and wired to the hilt, are toiling under great physical and emotional stress created by the around-the-clock Internet economy that demands a constant stream of news and comment.
In the last few months, two of them have died suddenly.
Two weeks ago in North Lauderdale, Florida, Mr Russell Shaw, a prolific blogger on technology subjects, died at 60 of a heart attack.
In December, another technology blogger, Mr Marc Orchant, died at 50 of a massive coronary. A third, Mr Om Malik, 41, survived a heart attack in December.
Other bloggers complain of weight loss or gain, sleep disorders, exhaustion and other maladies born of the nonstop strain of producing for a news and information cycle that is as always-on as the Internet.
More and more companies are hiring bloggers these days. There’s a crazily significant increase in the number of blogging jobs in recruitment sites today from, say, a year or two ago.
It makes me wonder why some bloggers, if they’re able to help their employers generate hundreds of thousands of hits with their content, don’t just start their own blogs.
I mean, if you have the words and the stories, blogging can be one of the most lucrative business ventures at virtually no cost. Domain name and web hosting fees are negligible costs. Anyone can set up a blog.
So, if you’re going to write for someone, why not write for yourself??
If you’re going to die, might as well die for your own cause.
Okay, but I’m sure I know nuts about the business. If I do, I’d be raking in the millions from blogging already. As it is, I’m only raking in the tens. Hahaha.
Which is why I’m not at risk of death by blogging.
I blog for myself, about my own life. I have no deadlines (only self-imposed ones) and I don’t worry about people scooping my news because I make my own news.
I suppose that explains why I’m not making millions from blogging. But I really don’t want to die from blogging. Blogging shouldn’t be stressful. I write only stuff I enjoy writing (most of the time). If that doesn’t make money, too bad.
As for death by gaming, my days of 48-hour gaming sprees are gone. I’m more sensible now, thank goodness. (But I’m not claiming that I’m entirely sensible. I still do stupid things every so often.)
The Goonfather was the one who showed me the blogger death article. He linked it to me in MSN.
After reading it, I told him, “Good story.”
“Why?” he asked.
“What why?” I asked back.
“I show you to tell you not to blog until keow,” he said.
(Keow is the Hokkien word for “die”.)
“Hahaha. Stupid,” I said. “I’m going to blog about it.”
Anyway, I don’t think blogger deaths are going to happen in Singapore. Only foreigners do things to such extreme. Singaporeans only mess up the MRT tracks. That is the real scary news in Singapore. But the authorities say not to sensationalise it, so I’m not going to talk about it.
Well, just… take it easy, I guess.