If my old blog taught me anything, it was that the quickest route to blog suicide is lengthy, essayistic posts. I didn’t like the way writing works on the Internet—I still don’t—and I wanted so badly to write micro-essays on a blog.
The thing is, no one has the time or will to read that kind of thing. There were always a few exceptions…but overall, I think it was a failed experiment. The blogs I most admired had long posts like the kind I wrote—and I discovered that I “admired” them, but I never had time to read them. I was always “saving them for later.” I then started “saving for later” my own posts, which always required more and more time, because I was oh-so-afraid of putting things out there that weren’t top notch. That is how a blog dies.
Here’s to quick cultural reflections, and quick personal reactions. Welcome to Nifty Rictus.
