Just because I don't post enough doesn't mean I'm not thinking about cars 24/7
Not a day goes by that I don’t think about this blog. I know that’s hard to believe but it’s true. I wish it was a full-time career that pays me well and I become the influencer to end all influencers and my pockets are lined with wealth.
But it’s not the case.
The problem is hobbies don’t make money. So I’m in the middle of figuring out just how to do that. Maybe it’s relying on graphic design skills. Maybe it’s working in a restaurant — or two — until I make the big time. Maybe it’s the break in journalism officially, instead of being on the sidelines as a freelancer. Put me in, coach!
All the while, I think about cars. I think about the history behind them and the stories people have. I think about what I want in my personal arsenal. Scenarios are drummed up in my head and they sound like a good idea.
For instance, the thought of a GMC Yukon XL Denali from my youth — a GMT900 series, by the way — connected to an Airstream trailer and embarking on an epic college football roadtrip throughout the season is immediately appealing.
Another one is owning a 1997 Mercury Mountaineer because I live in northern Arizona roughly a mile above sea level. That way, I won’t care if I get dinged in the parking lot after being in Safeway for just five minutes. There’s more where that came from.
The fact is, life goes on, and it takes me away from the things I enjoy most. This blog, as much as I want to keep up with it, or just writing about cars full-time, and being paid full-time. But none of this to say is that it isn’t on my mind always.
Maybe things will click in place soon, and this Substack is up and running, and I’m a car superstar on TikTok, and an epic graphic satirist on Instagram. There are things in the works that can point me in that direction. We will see.
I’ll leave on this on a note that’s very comforting. There’s a section in Clive Cussler’s ‘Sahara’ — the book, not the movie — where the heroes are trekking across the desert in a rare French car. The Avions Voison doesn’t get shot up unlike the one in the action flick. Instead, it’s necessary transportation to trek across the desert for the sake of survival. If I recall how it goes, they are crossing by night and sleeping during the day.
I keep replaying that scenario in my head at nights and it helps me fall asleep at night. Somehow it’s extremely meditative.
That’s the sort of comfort food I want to bring to this blog, if I can post on the regular. Only time will tell.