Undaunted.

Posted on July 29, 2009 by

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I’ve decided that I’m going to try mini-blogging for awhile, having realized that I don’t blog when I’m daunted about coming up with a lengthy and insightful post every day. Lately work has been taxing and a lot of my creative writing energy is going elsewhere before I even get to the office, so I often find myself blanking when I stare at the screen. I might have something to say about this or that topic, but because I’ve told myself anything less than 500 words isn’t worth it, I just don’t bother. But that’s silly in a medium such as this which allows for any length of thought, no matter how transitory. I have a friend who blogged on Tribe in 30-word installments which I really enjoyed. They became almost-poetry, these carved down thoughts, blog haiku!

I don’t want to give up this blog, but I don’t seem to have the long hours of attention for it right now either, so it’s going to be short and to the point. And I’m going to learn to live with that!

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