Do I even have anything to say?
When I was a blogging machine, I sure did. A lot of it was petty, and sometimes even involved making animated GIFs of violent acts performed on annoying Quizno’s customers. Or scripting hypothetical conversations between Coca-Cola employees. Or arguing back and forth, back and forth. But these days… what is there?
Honestly, I can’t say. It’s not that I’m not passionate about anything. I read a lot (a lot) of news and news-related blogs, and I have lots of opinions on the news, but I also find many thoughts better-expressed elsewhere. Right now, for example, we are hearing about the US Ambassador to Libya being killed in a riot, which was in response to a viral video. I have a lot of thoughts, and a lot of feelings on this — and there are about a hundred other bloggers with the same feelings and opinions who will write them faster and better than I will. So why bother?
I could always repost quotes from better blogs and then add one or two extra sentences. But then I’d be no better than the Huffington Post. (Not true, I still wouldn’t be making advertising revenue).
There are other things too. I have opinions on same-sex marriage and the Chick-fil-a issue, but that’s not timely anymore. I have a great series on web design that I want to write. But does anyone care? I could also delve into my de-conversion, but that would be a long series and I just don’t think i’m ready to deal with the comment wars there yet.
As we can see, four posts in, I’m already concerned with what people think instead of just writing. So I’m sticking with my initial plan: write a post a day (at least). Whatever it’s about, whether it’s good or not. Just write it.
And dammit, I need to write something funny again.