So I've just posted a succession of heady spurts. No I didn't actually smoke meth and spend the last couple of days marathon writing, I've just been dumping a number of the writings I've been sitting on for the past 2-4 years.
Even 2 years can make a difference. I feel like some of these writings are a bit manic and abstract, and that some of them are even a bit naive or confused. Many of my notes I've simply jettisoned because they were either unacceptable or they were stepping stones to some better writings I've already done. However I have been wanting to get this stuff up for some time. This blog was part of an ambitious project and I suppose I've dropped the ball on this one, but at least I can get a lot of this stuff posted and just let it sit and see what happens. And maybe provide some palliative for my raging OCD.
I do intend to continue with my project, but given my own standards and habits of sharp self-criticism, I feel that I have much more work to do, and growth to do as a writer, philosopher, and simple living being. Back at it then. Plenty more to come.
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