So Inconsistant
I feel guilty, having cut the ribbon, so to speak, on a new blog, only to be ridden into silence by, well, you know, life. The hours stack against me.
There's a lot of puerile shit out there, I have to admit. Not to say that there aren't free and inspiring voices doing their thing, but holy crap, boys and girls: a blog is not a diary. Re-read your stuff. Edit. Ask yourself "does anyone want to hear this?"; actually, everyone, ask yourself that same question before you launch into a tale about anything. Verbal or written. A bad story is other people's time, wasted.
That said, I've been fermenting. This is where past and present begin to bleed together. Inconsistent can apply to time as well as space.
Fortunately I never felt that way about your blogging. I look forward to more.
Posted by: Jeff | April 19, 2008 at 12:51 AM
Consistency is a virtue for trains; what we want from a philosopher is insights, whether he comes by them consistently or not.
- Stephen Vizinczey
Posted by: the bagel of everything | April 20, 2008 at 07:27 AM
Where have you gone?
Posted by: Emilie | May 10, 2008 at 05:00 AM