Since returning to Internet usage after my week away, I’ve been quiet here.
I experienced, as it turns out, a bit of the I-have-nothing-worthwhile-to-say blues.
That’s not entirely true. It’s just that the worthwhile things I had to say didn’t seem like blog posts. They seemed more like Facebook statuses, which is where they ended up being shared with others.
“This morning, writing Morning Pages, I realized that I’m already sitting in the middle of the things I’m most afraid of when it comes to moving forward. It’s really just a matter of degrees and familiarity making the difference. I’m left feeling a bit teary, but also lighter.” — Facebook status, March 3, 2011
“I am finding that life is easier if, in difficult moments, you can have the presence of mind to pause, breathe, step back, and look at the situation from the outside as a more objective observer. It’s a lot easier, that way, to separate out which feelings/dramas are mine and which belong to other people, which leads to less loss of temper and less stress. Totally a work-in-progress, though.” — Facebook status, March 7, 2011
But what qualifies as a blog post? As usual, I think it’s how I define a blog post that’s the problem, much as it used to be with the very narrow way I defined creativity.
What if I let my blog posts be shorter and more concise? What if I just show up, bring up the text box, and see what comes, then, if I like it, post it? What if I let captioned photos tell the story? What if I allowed pure whimsy to move me?
I’ll soon be launching my own little experiment in answering those questions.