I Joined Quora and Now Am Filled with Despair
As a piece of the freelance journey and in a desire to increase my online visibility (online presence and freelance work go hand in hand these days) I was advised to join Quora. Quora is a a social network where people can ask questions and, ideally, receive answers from experts on the subjects.
In principle, it works. In practice, I have been struck that either many of the questions are generated by robot or there are just too many lazy, stupid people in the world for me to be able to grasp.
The stomach tightens and sinks.
The heart and lungs follow.
It’s a confounding reaction to a receipt of affection.
It’s familiar, and, therefore, oddly comforting.
But familiarity can be a curse.
A cursed reminder of what once went wrong when you were just trying to do things right this time.
This time it’ll be different, you say.
Why? You’re different, but what are you doing differently?