Fine already, I’ll blog!

I’m having a hard time getting a lock on any of the random thoughts careening through my brain of late, but I’m tired of seeing the word “whore” whenever I visit my blog and besides, I have been getting some not-so-subtle nudges that it’s time to start writing again. I’m not even sure why I stopped… I know that my drop-off in blogging coincided with both the commencement of my sugar fast and my decision to switch my home page back to Salon (it used to be my blog). I know that staying up late has hardly seemed worth it lately; I mean, what’s the point if I can’t eat chocolate or ice cream? oh, and Patrick has been traveling a lot, which means I’ve been doing a lot of solo parenting. But Patrick just got back from LA, and I’m determined to use the rest of spring break to put some sort of shlock up on my blog every day for the next week. I’m not sure what the point of that will be, but I’m all about resolutions lately, so what the hell. Do you think I can do it?

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~ by jenzai on March 19, 2009.

10 Responses to “Fine already, I’ll blog!”

  1. I think you can do it. Which is completely beside the point (which point would be — does it please you to do it? I think). I would be happy-delighted to see something new from you up here every day. And also, I’d remind you, very gently, that having a rule for yourself, whether it is “every day” (or even “no more than one post a day”) is a totally arbitrary rule. And while I think taking on an”arbitrary” rule (say, giving up sugar for lent, or fasting) is good when it serves your purposes, but that there’s also value in examining the rules — I keep thinking of your reaction to the Francesca Lia Block — “Why didn’t I know anyone who was so outside the rules I was busy setting up for myself during those formative years?” I am so far from rule-less blogging myself, I have to regularly remind myself it’s my blog, and that I have no obligation to have a consistent tone or anything else, that I can experiment there — but… Oh, maybe I should go write my own blog entry?

  2. I think it’s about discipline. I’m exercising my self-discipline muscles, which have never been very developed.

  3. I miss seeing whore. But, hey, that’s just me. I’m inappropriate like that. If you want to please (this) reader, as well as flex your self-discipline muscles, accept this challenge: try working whore (or any derivative) into the title of your next six posts.*

    And yes, I think you can do it.

    *Streetwalker benefit. Whore (or any derivative) will probably help increase hits and comments based on keyword searching on the wx3.

  4. …but, but my next title was going to be “Blog Barf!” You know I can’t resist a challenge, though.

  5. “I was a blog barf whore!” And if you get hits for that the internet is a sicker place than my grimmest imaginings.

  6. Comment Whore Barfs on Blog.

    And yes, I think the internets is a far sicker place than most of us could ever imagine. I blame Al Gore (which rhymes with..,) since he invented it, and all.

  7. Okay, I am going to try to write a comment without using the word “barf”—dammit!

    You defintely can, you even might, and we will read and be happy. And if you don’t that is okay too. :o)

  8. UGH horrible smiley! Barf!

  9. Well, and I was all hoping that bondage post was gonna be about non-vanilla sex. So that’s the kind of drooling, voyeuristic reader you’re dealing with, here—

    I just wanted to say that I’m totally stealing “Nasty Mind” as an alternative DBT category (Wise Mind, Emotion Mind, Rational Mind…and now, Nasty Mind! which is I think the one I know best). And that books-I-haven’t-read nausea claims me on a daily, sometimes hourly basis. I *try* to use goodreads as an alternative to the endless lists of paper, and to steal recommendations from others, but truly like any other human arena it becomes yet one more hammer with which I hit myself over the head. As was even Zen, or DBT, or recovery itself…Northpark Mall would probably send me into a bilious shame spiral of several days’ duration. Though Maman once bought me some very nice gold earrings there.

    I think the same L’Engle novel quotes John Donne’s “Comparisons are odious”?—at which point I of course feel ashamed for making them…lather, rinse, repeat.

    My forties start in a week. I bet I still am gonna get to tangle with Nasty Mind on a regular basis. Bravery is when you click “Publish” anyway. It *is* a gift; it gives us—me—permission, hope, and strength. BRAVA.

  10. Stay tuned! Non-vanilla sex post coming up!

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