I've invited a friend to read the blog. Her assessment, among other things, was that it's at its best when I'm really writing, rather than displaying (poetry, photos, etc.) or answering quizzes. I was both gratified to know that she'd read--given everything else that's happening in her life lately, I hadn't expected that she'd have time or inclination to check it out so soon--and chagrined, of course. Not that it's not what I've thought myself, sometimes even as I'm writing. I love the quizzes. They let my mind wander into areas that I might not address otherwise, give me food for thought about topics that I enjoy addressing briefly, and are often quick and easy to answer. However, I do realize that they're not my best work, and our conversation today is reawakening my urge to write my own stuff more often. I can't say that I won't hit the quiz file now and then (probably once a week or so), but I'm shooting for a greater ratio of personal input, swinging it back to where it all began: getting it all down.
So far, so good. Just writing this post made me feel the best I've felt all day.
[the title quotation is by William Faulkner]
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