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"Hi, I am very new to this can you tell me how to start my blog?" "I want to write a novel, do you know anyone who can publish it?""I have an idea, can you connect me with a publisher" and the list goes on. The amount of queries about first time writing increases even faster than the 'friend' request my recruiters on Linkedin.

Write

My advice to all the one who want to start a blog, write a book or take a career in full time writing- write. write and write. There is nothing else you can do other than do this over and over again. Write. You will start with bad English, you will start with stupid things but eventually you grow, eventually you discover the inner writer and that's when your writing takes place.

Read

Obviously you can't just write, as a writer you have to read a lot too. I personally don't read any specific genre but there are people who like certain genre. First step of being a good writer is being a good reader. And you don't have to be ashamed of what you read or what you want to write. You could be a fan of thrillers, a fan of Chetan Bhagat or prefer reading 50 Shades of Gray, it doesn't matter. People will judge you but don't worry they will judge anyone anyways. Read what you like to read and write what you want to read.

Open a blog and accept feedback


A good writer listens to his or her readers, a great writer knows who the true critic are. With the Internet, everyone is a critic. Learn to handle criticism positively, and best way to do that is open a blog. It's easy to open a blog and has no money involved. You don't have to be grammatically perfect to start one. Just take the first step. You will learn eventually.

No one is born a Stephen King or a John Grisham. Writing takes patience and hard work. Take the first step, the rest follows.



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  1. Feels good to read this... :) Simple yet motivating with a valuable message..

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    1. Thanks. This is for those who keep asking my opinion on blogging

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  2. Hey u in London???!!! Nice to reconnect. when did u go there? I definitely miss blogging which i left some yrs bck due to cramped up time space.

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