The ratio of drafts to actual posts in this blog is approaching 10:1. The lengths of those drafts vary across the spectrum of one-line thoughts to pages written and then tossed aside. Some of them I'm too ashamed to actually release into the wild, for fear that it gets read by people I don't want to read, and others just never came out in the way I meant them.
Part of the problem is that my thoughts seem to collect together just fine as I'm driving (or, back in Boston, walking) around or as I'm about to drift off to sleep. But the moment I try to put it all down into concrete words, everything sounds silly, tiredly repetitive, trite, or otherwise pointless. Half the time I'm just copying what someone else has already thought of or said anyway. The rest of the time I'm just copying the way they've said it.
Not that originality matters, but when it feels like nothing I can come up with on my own is worth posting, I just stop trying.
Friday, February 20, 2009
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