Working at home, my head in the sunshine and my screen in the shade, I have an hour before my next phone meeting, and think, "maybe that's enough time to finally write that little blog post that's been percolating in my mind for a while, in the more-than-two-months since I've posted anything..."
And then, instead of writing, I glance through the new issue of Wired magazine that came in the mail yesterday and discover that they wrote my blog post for me. Click through to read it - it's really not very long! - it starts off, "Kill Your Blog. Still posting like it's 2004? Well, knock it off. There are chirpier ways to get your word out," and goes on to talk about how even (especially) early famous bloggers are putting more of their time and thoughts and photos and videos onto Twitter, Flickr, Facebook, etc. They're talking about ME!
Well, except for the early and famous parts. I started blogging in 2004, too! I've been neglecting my blog in favor of tweeting and facebooking and flickring, too!
So, this is my secret Superpower: I always beeline into the belly of the Zeitgeist--right into the middle of the road, the middle of bell curve, in with the crowd on the cresting wave. Or maybe just a little little bit behind...my brother-in-law Eric has pointed out to me that it is (theoretically) a valuable talent to be able to pick out the song on any album that the masses of everyone else would like the best too. Don't you think?
So, what I was going to write, even before I read that little article in Wired, was that I haven't been spending any time thinking about my own blog (and not a lot of time reading other people's blogs, not even my favorite ones) because the scant amount of time I have for online connecting is all being used up by what I'm thinking of as mini-micro-blogging, which only takes a couple of minutes at a time. Twitter's 140-character limit per post is (theoretically) an opportunity to compress the infinite moment into one intensified droplet - or to simply pull a single thread from the fabric of experience as it passes through us, unremarkable except for having been caught in words. For now, it feels like just enough, to do that. I like how tiny haiku blogettes can criss-cross with those of the people whose tweets I follow or who are facebook friends. I originally started blogging in order to have one place where I could store all the inspiring words and thoughts and images I encounter, and I think I will still use it for that -
Unless I run out of time.
And now that I'm at the end of this post - well, I didn't finish it before my phone meeting, the sun set before I had a chance to get back to it, and it took more than a few minutes to write it all down and set all the links. Time to go over to the other playgrounds now - for 5 minutes max! ;-) Maybe see you there sometime too?