Blog Shame (Flowers and Weeds)
Okay, so that last post: I’m no Jonathan Swift. In fact, I’m not too swift at all sometimes. If I’m going to write satire, I should pay a little more attention to craft, and keep things tight.
Oh, well. Blogging is such a crank-it-out, blank-it-out medium, I often suffer “blog shame” when reading previous posts. Sometimes I can’t resist going back to reword a particularly awkward sentence. If a blog were a stage, then the form would be improv. There is no time for hashing and rehashing, only a post to make in the moment. A skilled blogger would be fast on his feet. Not easy, I am finding.
So, forgive the experiments you’ll find on these pages, and be entertained if you can. Both flowers and weeds, in the garden.
on September 5th, 2005 at 7:22 pm
I thought your last post was amusing. It reminded me of the classic bumper sticker “it will be a great day when our schools get all the money they need and the air force has to hold a bake sale to buy a bomber” I feel your frustration.
I also empathize with your writer’s remorse. I just saved myself from a similar fate by deleting a sarcastic rant about southerners of modest means who vote against what I see as their best interests.