Why I Took The 30 Hubs In 30 Days Challenge
The Top Ten Reasons!
First, I'd like to thank Denise Handlon, a fellow hubber, for giving me hub ideas when I was stuck on my last five hubs and for all her encouraging comments. It really helped! As a newbie to Hubpages, this was quite a challenge for me, cranking out 30 hubs in 30 days. When I started writing for Hubpages, it was just for fun, to share my writing with others and to get into a community with other writers. What I didn't know how was how serious a business this is for many people who write here and how people are actually earning money for their writing, like real spending kind of dollars and not just bubble gum machine money. BONUS!! So that is a great added plus for me, since I am knee deep in single momdom and our money is so tight, it squeaks!
I was experiencing some kind of psychotic episode. This is the only thing I can attribute my deciding to write this many hubs in so few days. I have a real daytime kind of job where I leave my house at 7:20 a.m. and don't return till 6:00. So Hubpages is not my full time job! Although it sure has seemed that way for the last 30 days!
I've sworn off sleep for Lent. OK, I realize it's not Lenten season yet, but it seemed a lot easier than swearing off coffee or chocolate.
Fame and Glory. I just love seeing those little accolades thingies on my profile page! Yeah, I know, it doesn't take a lot these days to thrill me.
More Magazine. For those of you who don't know about More, it's a magazine written for women over 40. Besides looking like super models, these women decide in mid-life, they're going to "reinvent" themselves and start mountain climbing and sky diving and starting Fortune 500 companies. So yes, since I am (ahem) of that age when less is More, or maybe I just want More, I'm going to stretch what's left of my meager brain cells and become a writer. And because I can see no reason to jump out of a perfectly good airplane.
I can't pass up a challenge. Maybe it's stubbornness or maybe I'm just stupid, but if somebody tells me I can't or I shouldn't, it just makes me want to do it that much more. I'm sure a therapist would have a field day with that. Maybe I have that aggressive-defiant disorder everyone's getting diagnosed with these days. Or maybe I'm just flat out nuts.
I said I would. Now I know that doesn't mean so much these days where people say a lot of things and mean about a quarter of it. But I was raised by parents who were old school and your word was golden in their day. My dad was from the Greatest Generation and he raised his children to follow through if it kills 'em. And it's coming pretty close.
I'll admit it's partly ego. I want to be in the elite few who have mastered this challenge. But I'm not just going to throw any old crap up here and call it a hub. That's for all those people I see when I'm hubhopping. And yes, I will vote you DOWN.
I love to be loved. Even if it's by perfect strangers. Lately, being loved by perfect strangers is about is good as it gets for me. Not necessarily a bad thing, you know. I don't have to shave my legs or put on make-up for my new virtual friends. They love me just the way I am! I can throw away all that dental floss I have stockpiled in my bathroom drawer.
Last, but not least...it seemed like a good idea at the time. I've had several of those moments in my life. One was when I was five and I wanted to be catcher in my older siblings' baseball game. My sister told me to move, but I wouldn't. (See Reason #5). Ever had your head split open by a Louisville Slugger? I have and I can tell you it's not a heck of a lot of fun. A trip to the hospital and several stitches later, you think I would have learned a lesson about stubbornness, but evidently not since here I am trying to write 30 hubs in 30 days. Of course, that blow to the head may explain alot...