It has been so, so long.
March 22, 2009
It has been a very long time since I’ve written. But that’s not really true. I write everyday, but the things I write lately are not fit for public consumption. They are all about the private triumphs and disappointments one experiences in their inner life.
I have thought seriously of deleting this entire blog. It feels…not relevant, a chore, frivolous. It feels like something “other” or apart from real life.
Sitemeter blues.
February 3, 2009
Are you like me, you blogger, you? Do you read sitemeter like I do, searching for clues on who’s searching for you. Who’s that faceless person in Baltimore trying, day after day (though you don’t post every day–not even nearly!) for you. All when the ONE you want, that particular someone, ignores you–their longs&lats never showing up on sitemeter–an insult and a rebuke by their daily absence.
Are you like me?
Suffering.
December 15, 2008
Do you believe one has to suffer in order to write well? I guess I subscribe to that particular theory. It makes me feel okay about screwing up, really. I think, “Well, it’ll make me a better writer, anyway.” Probably not true…but one has to comfort oneself somehow, right?
