Writing is an activity of absolute contrasts. It evokes strong feelings that often make us move out of our chairs. It is like those adolescent love affairs, where one day the loved one seemed to us the most perfect creature ever created and the next day we hated him or her. Who hasn't had it happen to them that, after spilling blood on a piece of content, we see it go unnoticed and lost in the ether, like tears in the rain? I hate this platform. I hate my followers. I hate writing. I hat...