The 10th anniversary of this blog (in its various forms) has come and gone, pretty much unremarked. Although I had a fun moment recently when someone returned an old book on blogging (WeBlog) and boy did that seem even older than it was.
I also took (am taking?) a haitus from Twitter, originally for a week. As it happens, I’ve kept away (mostly) for about a month now.
Nor have I been writing at The Web Generalist, or 750words, or much of anywhere else.
What to say about that? Not entirely sure. My moods have been all cattywampus lately, for one thing, which usually compels me to retreat from the world. On Twitter specifically, I’ve been struck by presentation anxiety and info overload. ZOMG TOO MANY PEOPLE. I want to say this is the first time I’ve had a fit of introversion come on online instead of (or in addition to) IRL, but I’m not sure that’s entirely correct. I may need to go back with a radically trimmed down following list.
Also, I miss having a semi-private space with my (mostly) online friends. Nowhere to hang out and gossip, let the hair down, etc, etc. Blogging in general used to be that, sorta, and for while LJ and/or Vox, and briefly Twitter itself, but I don’t really have anything now. (I actually see this as a key problem of socializing on the internet. We all need those spaces in which to be prideful or bitchy or tired, and there just aren’t any good options for that. (Don’t get me started about Facebook. No, really.)) Instead, every goddamn word has to be weighed as if it were going to be the top headline on google news or the employee newsletter. Feh.
So I start writing, wonder what’s the point, and go on to something else. Hopefully this state won’t last forever, but who the hell knows?