Consider this an example of one of the egregious kinds of blog posts: thinking out loud. I couldn't decide whether to write this in my journal, i.e. with pen and ink, in my "journal", i.e. the collection of entries currently residing in "MacJournal", which I may never use again because its organizational capabilities have been far exceeded by my current adoptee Hog Bay Notebook, or in my weblog, which is what I'm presently doing. There are some differences. I fancied taking up the pen again, because I thought I needed to get away from the computer, which I've been spending too much time at. For a period I used to write the Three Morning Pages advocated by Julia Cameron, and it was in fact a good exercise, unclogging the pipes. I may still turn to that if this typewriting doesn't accomplish that. I do crave it. But I also had a train of thought (perhaps never to be revealed) that I hated to think of having to transcribe if I ever wanted to publish it. Publish is a grand word, but it is in fact what happens with a blog post.
Perhaps the distaste for transcription is too strong, and I should just accept doing that sometimes. OTOH, I don't think I've ever done it before, and it seems most likely that nothing that goes into the journal will ever see the light of day, sheerly through inertia. It's not like I have a burning need to get my message out, just that I want to be more visible to my friends and family (and an elite segment of the blog-reading public).
I do notice a slight change in tone as I write in this weblog editor (Mars Edit) rather than in my 'journal' even as I type, and both are a far cry from the horrors I'll allow in the journal itself. And that might be a reason to choose one or the other. Typing seems to be the bigger difference than audience, though, since I still have to decide whether to post this: it's not foreclosed.
Well, the train of thought has broken up (caffeine will do that) but it had to do with the need to assemble a world, and the computer's ability to feed into that need, in the form of scanners, collectors, and organizers. As I was alluding, I've spent perhaps too much time in thrall to that drive, reading and collecting scraps of information, but so far I can't help myself. I just want to shift the balance by doing a little more writing and a little less hypnotic reading and filing.
And yet I may have found a more nearly ideal tool for this meta-project in the form of the forementioned Hog Bay Notebook (where are the spelling controls on this damn computer: I know they're built into the operating system now, since every program seems to go underlining things with red squiggles, but how do I access it? It's currently objecting to "adoptee", "blog", "blog-reading", "caffiene" and "forementioned". Are those all wrong? I realize why it doesn't like some of them, but I want to be able to larn it what I please! It doesn't go for "larn" either!)
[Well, that's interesting: caffeine breaks the i before e rule.]
[And shocked to find that forementioned isn't a word at all.]
So, all "meta" and no "noia", but believe me, it's coming.
Ok, I'm picking up my pen now, to see if my drift changes...
9:58:31 AM 
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