Scenes From the Sausage Factory
Sometimes you wake up at 3:30 in the morning, and you think to yourself: I’m going to post something to my blog. So you look into your own head for some content to extract, and end up finding a cavern of howling nothingness.
It’s really not that big of a deal: The days when I would aspire to provide some sort of daily content are long past, and I don’t miss that. However, the days when I was constantly driven to respond to every news item, when my daily experience of the world was that it is full of provocations, are even longer past, and I do sort of miss that.
The fact is, I’m producing less. But I hope this is a sign of some growing maturity on my part; in other words, I’m learning that there are times when I should post, and there are times when I should not. There’s a delicate balance to maintain: On the one hand, less posting means less practice, less development of skill. But, on the other hand, posting more often tends to increase the odds that I will say something quite stupid or embarrassing. What’s the better strategy, in the long run?
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Is there a goal for the long run? Not that I think there should be, but if there’s not, it’s hard to talk about a strategy for the long run.
Sorry. You woke up driven to post something; I apparently woke up driven to attempt an answer to a rhetorical question.
You bring up a good point. I honestly don’t know what my long term goals are, and that’s a large part of why I can’t figure out what I want to do, sometimes. (No apologies necessary, btw–I appreciate your stopping by.)