…even though I’ve gone nearly a month since my last post.
Do I still want to be a blogger? I enjoy writing, in fact I need to write. I’m writing all the time, commenting quite frequently on a couple of blogs (Dodger Thoughts and Althouse) and sporadically on others, sometimes using my real name, sometimes one of a couple aliases. I have a screenplay I’ve been working on since 2005, which I’m still editing (and of which a few friends are waiting to see drafts — coming!) I’ve been arguing with or trying to entertain (sometimes hard to tell the difference) a few friends and family members concerning the election. And, most importantly, I’ve been working.
As some might recall, this blog began during a long period of unemployment caused by my shocking encounter at the crossroads of politics and the criminal justice system. The blog was my lifeline during that period. It was how I maintained my voice in the communities of which i had long been a part. It was also a kind of journal of that period, although a journal in only the most oblique sense, since I could not discuss my case except superficially (and still can’t, since the case is still on appeal.) It was also my personal exploration of the blogging medium. And it was my refrigerator, serving the same function of providing a white space where I could tape an article where my housemates could see it, except now my house is the virtual world.
For the first year or so, I wrote in this blog almost compulsively, posting every day, sometimes two or three times a day, writing about things I understood–like Los Angeles, politics, PR and marketing, the environment and related public policy issues, sports and music–and things I didn’t. No one could tell me not to write whatever I wanted. That freedom is the essence of blogging.
Part of that freedom is also…not to write. Or to write something or somewhere else. And then come back to this.
If you like reading my stuff or want to keep up with me, here’s what I think I’ll do. I’ll put an RSS feed of this blog on my page on Facebook. I’m on Facebook. You’re probably also on Facebook, whoever is reading this. The feed will show you when I’ve updated this blog. I will also leave a note if there is a particularly noteworthy (notes for the noteworthy? What a concept) post. The rhythm will be arhythmic, but you’ll never feel like you’re reading filler. That’s my only guarantee.