When I began this blog over six years ago, I decided I would not air family laundry or talk about someone who had disappointed me or even make critical comments (except in the form of political observation). I’d read too many blogs that sounded as if the writer hadn’t considered the possible fallout. Some were vindictive, others inane. Others just boring.
I still feel this way. I really don’t want to complain about a personal matter in a public venue. And, believe me, the Internet is totally a public venue. Think Facebook and Twitter and the other social applications that track one’s daily life.
At the same time, I seem to be in a period of flux in my own world. I’m struggling with a variety of issues that I want to write about. Like changing relationships, adjusting to surgery’s aftermath, becoming older in an increasingly younger society. I have lengthy opinions about each of these in my head, and I want to commit them to future scrutiny.
But what’s the best way? Do I reveal these concerns to the general public, that may or may not really care, or do I continue to write casual essays on my blog and find the time to write the serious stuff behind the scene on my computer? Or do I quit the blog in search of time for serious writing?
I don’t have the answer yet, because I’m not sure how much I want to make public. I still respect family privacy; yet I’m not sure I have the time to blog and write privately. There are already two novels and a variety of essays that are waiting for editing because I haven’t gotten back to them for final review.
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