I'll say I was mad. I had no idea what I was getting into around here!
It was my first month of March on Hive (steem, back in those days). I'd been posting to almost no avail for almost six months, before I finally got some support and inspiration from the freewriters community. Folks were reading and supporting my stuff to the tune of a total of 30 cents, or so, a post. I thought I was hot stuff! I had arrived on the chain! And I was going to return all that reading and supporting. I was gonna be a rock star reader and supporter!
I was gonna read every single entry to the freewritehouse's March Madness, an event in which authors were committed to writing a minimun of a certain few thousand words Every. Single. Day.
Now, way back then, before we had to choose which community to post in, the Freewritehouse had a very large and committed group of fabulous authors - it was, as far as I can tell, a kind of hey day for Freewritehouse. I remember some of the authors who tackled this gargantuan task: @balticbadger, @kaelci, @jeanlucsr are the three I remember who finished with flying colors, but there were more. A few started the month but dropped out.
I was the self-appointed cheerleader for these exhausted authors. From what little I can see of the posts on Steem (so much for indelible entries on the blockchains - I can't open any of the few entries I could even find), @carolkean was right there reading and commenting on them all too. Every single entry of theirs was read carefully, sprinkled with my dust vote and Carol's more substantial upvote, and commented on, even conversed about. I settled in every morning to read the stories my new friends had written. All of them. It took me a couple hours every day to read them all.
The good old days, when earning nothing for my time didn't bother me at all, just like earning 50 cents a day for my hours of time on Hive doesn't bother me now. At least not much.
This is my entry The Silver Bloggers Community's monthly challenge. This month's prompt is March Madness.
