17th February, 2005
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I’m not sure if I’m alone in feeling this way, but during times when I’m not posting much here, I sometimes start feeling like I have to post something. Like I’d be insulting or doing some other sort of disservice to my readers by not posting. It’s not that I feel what I write is that important; I just feel like if you’ve been coming here expecting humor, intelligent discourse, dancing clowns or whatever and suddenly things have dried up, you’ll lose interest.* But here’s the rub. I have found that if I give in to my fears, I find myself stretching to find things to write about. Observations are flat, commentary is dull and tried, the dancing clowns just shuffle around a bit with disinterested looks on their faces. There is no passion in such writings and that, my friends, is something that I’m not about to put up with. ‘Nuff said.
*As an aside, just as personal blogs tend to be a somewhat distilled version of someone’s life, I find it interesting to see my own psychoses coming out due to the blog. The blog is my life and my life is the blog.
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