It’s time to start blogging again. The decision has been made. It’s final. Unless, of course, I decide not to. Like an ornery teenage girl, I tend to change my mind a lot.
I will try to make my posts brief. Why? Because there’s nothing worse than a long-winded diatribe about politics, or religion, or how to bake perfect cookies, or where I went to buy a new pair of shoes. That’s what Facebook is for. If you have to scroll down a War & Peace length blog post, then there’s something wrong. I think it’s perfectly acceptable to be entertaining, intelligent, profound, humorous, and interesting in several short paragraphs.
But again, being like that ornery teenage girl, I might just say “fuck it” one day and write as much as I damn well please.
The problem I’ve had with blogging in the past has been a theme. Apparently a theme is like the brick-and-mortar of blogging. I get it, I really do. As humans we crave structure. We want things to be simple and easy. I think this is important, but I don’t think it’s always necessary. Sometimes it’s just as crucial to step outside the box (or, in some cases, jump). For example, Beyonce just released a new album out of nowhere. No promotion, no advertising, no pre-release single. Talk about shaking things up. Well played, Beyonce, well played.
So here I am, no theme. I’m themeless. Without theme. And, if you say theme over and over again, it starts to sound totally ridiculous. Like a speech impediment. And now you’re trying it, and you’re ticked off because I manipulated you into it. But it was all in good fun.
That’s what I’ll go with for now: all in good fun. Does that mean I have a theme now?
Oh, and here’s a kitten.