Slices of life

Writing and life updates — freshly baked, with a buttery crust.

After I go radio silent on friends, I’ll reappear by phone, in the form of four-inch gray bubbles. Those text messages will acknowledge that I fell off the face of the earth, then provide novel-esque accounts of my whereabouts. They’re smeared little windows into life and all the things filtering through my brain. All rough drafts.

It got me thinking.

To nurture anything online requires consistency, which in the fast moving digital world also means immediacy. Immediate ideas, immediate making, immediate sharing, immediate availability. It can feel hard to write on and for the Internet these days, when the flow of NEW is relentless, forget about how thoughtful any of that ‘new’ actually is.

In blogging/newslettering again, I’ve noticed a lot of internal pressure to make sure my words add something to the conversation. The pressure is even more acute when self-doubt whispers in its mean-ass snarl, If you’re putting it out there, you better make it REAL good.

This is all a roundabout way to…