After writing on film for centuries, David Bourgeois believed it high time to birth his own website. Thus, he began writing his bio in the third person. He's written for a slew of old- and new-media publications, including Interview, Spy magazine, Spin, New York magazine, Film Threat, The Village Voice, and the sad neglected-child web-only rebirth of Movieline. Way back when, working for nearly nothing, he helped launch IndieWire's coverage from the Cannes Film Festival. But now the site no longer returns his emails. He handles it with aplomb though, really

The Ever-Persistent Conundrum: Give It Away & Blog or Store It & Sell It?

I've taken a rather long hiatus from blogging, as evidenced by my last post from August 2012 (!). One of the reasons can be found in the the headline above. Writers are quite different from other artist types in that just about anyone with a computer can claim to be a writer (I twit, therefore I write?), thus, those of us who have studied the craft of writing and have been doing it for many years are often given a stark choice: Write for free by blogging; back away from the Internet(s) entirely and wile away on various texts, screenplays, and tomes for potential future screenplay/book deals; or, finally, simply choose another career. Look at painters, sculptors, filmmakers—these artists can actually produce physical pieces that can (in theory) be sold on the open marketplace. So if you've been working on a painting, say, you surely wouldn't scan it, upload it, and consider it done. I mean, sure, you could, but you'd be nuts. You take your work to a gallery or at  least somewhere to show it off in the hopes that you'll be paid fairly for your work, and the buyer will appreciate the end product.

While I've periodically thought about cashing it in, giving the middle finger to an often-flagging writing career, I ended up with some material in hopes of selling it somewhere down the line. So far, I've been working on a book of humor essays and have been tearing my (thinning) hair out on not one but two screenplays—double the agita. (Hey, it turns out writing a screenplay that sucks royally is easy. Writing a screenplay that's passable? Fucking hard. Doing it twice? get the point.)

After while, however, I've found it terribly difficult to be a writer who's a nonblogger. Doing so makes you an unsuccessful J.D. Salinger. I blogged for the Huffington Post, and still have an active account, but I found that once the site was sold off to AOL, it became more concerned about being all things to all people and less interested in publishing provocative posts. I'll return to Huffington I'm sure (and find my posts buried 20-pages deep ). Alas, that's the business of blogging.

Uncle. I'm coming back—you can't really snub the blogging world if you're a writer.

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