/lit/ - Literature

I almost fell for the Zettelkasten meme yesterday.
The prospect of through force of habit amassing a wide collection of digital index cards that would organically constitute a work almost seduced me. I could just write a few haphazard cards a day, and eventually it would just somehow form into a whole.
And then I came to my senses and remembered - who the fuck would read it? No seriously. Having a good system of keeping your notes on hand is fine, but who other than me would find any value in the notes I keep?
It still fails to solve the single problem that has thwarted all my artistic development these past few years - finding an audience. You can't even get feedback on how to improve unless you get someone to give you a second opinion - that requires at least an audience of 1.
The cold hard truth is I need to whore aggressively on social media, insultingly talk to friends out of the blue for no other reason than to self-promote my latest release.
I almost fell for the Zettelkasten meme.
Maybe I would have been temporarily happier if I did?

What are your thoughts on purple prose?