Friday, September 25, 2009

One hand clapping

I'm creeping up on the two-year anniversary of this here blog (I know!) and like most untrained hacks, I'm having trouble sustaining the, ahem, 'quality' of my, ahem, 'work'. I guess it's no surprise that I find it's getting harder to respond to "Why, exactly, am I doing this?" with something other than "Umm.....".

I suppose I have the option of calling it good as written and crossing blogging off my list of Shiny... or I can try something different.

Currently I have something close to a metric butt-ton of self-imposed parameters for the content of my posts. As in many situations in my past, my quest for consistent, repeatable results has resulted in a painstakingly constructed cage of rules that has me locked down to the point where I can't turn around without running into something like a brick wall. Only invisible and without quite as many bruises.

Many of these parameters revolve around what is or is not fair game for discussion. A lot of those rules can't really change* because, with the enumeration of my social circle easily managed on two hands and my readership not much more than that, it's easy to conclude that my main sources of material constitute the bulk of my readership. Offend the readership and listen to that lonely sound of one hand clapping, IYKWIM.

And also, did I mention I fear confrontation and am a pussy?

But... there are a few parameters that I am willing to toy around with, if you're game.

Posting won't be as regular, and I'll probably drop the Friday's Rock! feature unless we come upon a particular Friday in particular need of rocking. Also, I'll try to stick my fingers through the webbing of my playpen and see if I can't break down a few more of those barriers between what I'm thinking and what I'm writing.

Mmmm... less filtering. I'm sure you're all really really excited about that, huh?

And, despite my fear of overplaying the squee! factor, I probably will be talking more about my upcoming wedding, because, hey, I'm GETTING MARRIED AGAIN in approximately 45 days, 13 hours, and 30 minutes, give or take**.

Also, NaNoWriMo is coming up. That might be good for a laugh, as it starts less than two weeks before the aforementioned nuptials. And -- added bonus feature -- Mr. B has expressed interest in participating!

So yay, different! C'mon, it'll be fun. Hold my beer and watch this!

* To be more precise, my perception is that I can't change them, or I am unwilling to risk changing them. Did I get that right, Mr. B?

** If you don't already know what an incredible miracle that is, you might want to take a few minutes to read all about it.


  1. I go thru periods where I can't think of a thing to write or wonder exactly why I'm blogging. I still love it though ... and so I keep writing!

  2. I love reading your posts, and will for as long as you write them, so make any changes you need to.

    (And, please don't shut anything down until you've posted a photo or 2 from your Vegas nuptials! :) )


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