I’ve gotten out of the habit of writing blog posts.
It’s actually really hard to write something coherent that doesn’t take me an eon to churn out. That’s certainly a lesson I learned with my books that I wrote more than a decade ago.
I should have learned that lesson back in 2007. Maybe I did and I forgot, though.
Or maybe I just don’t care as much now as I did back then. Maybe I know how to write better and so I need less editing.
Whatever. Now that I have a way to record my thoughts from anywhere and make them available on the Internet pretty easily, why do I need to write anything at all?
But speaking is a lot harder, at least for me. Mostly because you only get one shot at it. At least in person.
When I do a podcast, I’ve gotten to the point I do one of two things: leave it as is or re-record it. I may occasionally edit something but that is getting rarer and rarer.
Meanwhile, until I hit the “create post” button, the entire stream of consciousness I am typing is here just waiting to be edited.
Or not. Even though I edit a lot in my mind before I type, I’m getting to the point now where I’m done editing. I am who I am. I’m going to say what I’m going to say. You’re either going to like it or think I’m full of shit.
Or maybe you’ll like it even though I’m full of shit. Whatever floats your boat.