Screwing around with Blogger again as I find myself missing the act writing online. I wrote one of these for a lot of years and one of the reasons I did it was to show my kids a different side of their dad. As my youngest prepares to go to college I am getting ready to present him with the archive of that writing in PDF form and it has me thinking about blogging again. For the record I hate the word blog and all of its derivatives but online journal or diary is no better. I like the online bit because jotting things down for only me to read seems pointless. The things I like to read are about peoples everyday boring lives, a peek behind the curtain, so that is what I write.
I have dabbled in almost every platform available and ended up hating them all for one reason or another. Either hating the service or the blog itself. Doing this vexes me, I’m terribly vexed. I love to write and I love telling stories. What I hate is all the stuff that comes after. The comments, the clicks, the themes, blah blah blah. I think what I hated he most is dealing with the various behind the scenes garbage of maintaining your own site. If you don’t want to do that you usually have to pay someone to do it for you and I have wasted enough money on this nonsense over the years so here I am at Blogger.
I wrote on Medium for a while but the five dollars a month stared to annoy. I don’t write enough and no one is really reading it anyway so the money makes no sense. Plus, I was paying them for the privilege of providing content for their site and that felt a little off. If I reread any of the stuff I posted and like it I’ll port it over here with the original publish date to make this post extra confusing.
Anyway, I was just putting something up while I figure out what I want it to look like. If you stumbled across it and didn’t like what you read just keep it to yourself and move along. There is a World Wide Web for you to try and finish, cross this blip off your list.