[Updated to Reason #15.]
101 Reasons to Stop Writing is a work in progress. Yes, there will be 101 reasons. No, they are not all here yet. No, they’re not in any specific order. Yes, I really do know what I’m doing. Kinda.
This post will be linked from the sidebar, so new readers can read the list without being troubled to browse the archives. The list may not always be up to date, as I’m really lazy.
The Reasons:

Oh…you almost made me quit.
Look, I’m a sixteen years old kid with big old dreams and I write because that’s the most simple thing to do in this world…see? Remeber how your mother used to say you were the most beautiful kid on the planet? Well, my mom never told me that so I had to build my own ‘realistic’ expectations. When I was younger I had this idea of being heard, I had many things to say, but I figured out that my imagination works on bursts so I can only write 25 words per minute. It’s really harsh for people who still have dreams (A.K.A.~I’m still a teenager) to read these things when mostly everything it’s true, but worst when you’re 31 with no money. To tell you more, weeks ago I decided to change my submission to college from Literature to Photography. LITERATURE! I don’t ever read as much as I should or write as good as I should. And by that, I probably be quitting Photograohy too. Know how many idiots carry cameras around the glob? Cameras come low in prices nowdays for God’s sake! When you finish writing your 101 reasons, I’ll be on my way to a 9-5 job on an office with a broken A/C. But let me tell you, I will never keep on writing. Imagine if you get famous for writing the 101 reasons to stop writing…eww, right?
-CBH
Listen,
This website is awful. It’s a poorly managed, horribly designed mishmash of several “just blog here, it’s free!” services, and it makes looking at it and navigating through it nearly as painful as reading the prose of the half-cocked pseudo-articles it contains. Articles which, much more than being quirky or even funny, sound like nothing more than the depraved rantings of a bitter grad student in his bedroom, located on the second story of a fraternity house full of guys who “just don’t understand” the author. But he needed friends so he had no choice but to join.
I am glad, though, that the site is twice as useful as the author intended. Not only is it a writing deterrent (not because of the drivel he’s written here, but because it causes the reader to think “Man, if this guy thinks he’s talented, I might be just as delusional!”), but the site is also a deterrent for creating websites. A suitable subtitle for this schlock might go:
“101 Reasons to Stop Writing… and even more reasons not to start your own website!”
Snubers, you are oh so very very very wrong. This site is not free.