People think being a blogger is easy: you roll out of bed at whatever-thirty, crack open your laptop upon your pajama clad knees and hammer out whatever’s on your mind in between binge-watching BoJack and eating Nutella with a spoon. I mean, I’m not saying this isn’t accurate, but it’s far from easy. Here’s a little glimpse at what it’s like to be a Catholic blogger in the world of trolls, armchair theologians, and the Church of Mean.
When you can’t think of anything to write the night before your deadline
When you hit that 1 AM-Night-Before-The-Deadline goldmine of inspiration
When your heartbreaking blog of staggering genius gets less than a hundred views and zero comments
When your post gets picked up by Big Pulpit and/or New Advent and you get over a thousands of views
When your post gets a dozen comments in the space of a few hours and you realize you’ve likely angered the Church of Mean
The first time someone calls you a heretic in your combox
The bajillionth time someone calls you a heretic in your combox
When someone posts a block of text rant in your combox full of obscure and dubious theological references
When you randomly see your post shared on a stranger’s blog
When someone comments that they really like your post and that it inspired them
When someone comments that they hate your post, that it’s everything that’s wrong with the Church, and demand it be removed immediately
When someone corrects a mistake in your post
When they’re right
When they’re wrong
When someone, for better or for worse, compares you to Mark Shea or Simcha Fisher
When get like, a bajillion fantastic ideas all at once
—at 3 AM.
When one of your favorite Catholic bloggers comments on/shares your post
When you become someone’s favorite Catholic blogger
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