Keeping my distance

The last two times I wrote my posts were quite a bit more analytical and anthropological then what I would normally write. I liked the change and the diversity about writing a piece that had a bit more bite then I would normally choose. Perhaps this is because my personal life is getting in the way a lot these days and I’m trying to keep the drama of feels out of my blog. Not that you don’t all deserve the entertainment that a little personal drama can cause but rather because I don’t know who reads these posts and feel it would be unwise to even HINT at the madness that is my personal life.

When I started this blog I meant to keep it just for writing, and then eventually I started writing about my life and how it affects my writing. Then at some point I just started writing about things that I like. Through all this I’ve maintained that I should try as much as possible to keep my personal life – family, friends, etc. – out of the blog space. There are times I would love nothing more than to rant about something that is happening – or not happening – in my life. Times when I think I would be better off to share my angst with the world. However, I usually come to my senses and realize that not only do you all not need to read about my failing love life, or family issues, but that I don’t really want to share it.

Back in the early 2000s I had a blog that I wrote. It covered everything but most of my posts ended up being complaints about work or about the guy I was hopelessly in love with. Some of my readers might even have been a part of that brief but emo period in my life. Although I don’t go out of my way to keep my personal life out of this blog, I feel that the writing I produce on here is usually better because of it. I mean, if you really wanted to see a twenty something struggle with life you’d be watching HBOs Girls right now and not reading this post.

Perhaps this is me trying to explain away why my newer posts are more academic, but really it’s probably me just being afraid to share feelings. (That sounds like a whole other blog post in and of itself…) Opening up to the whole world, telling them how you feel about the people in your life and the situations you’re in, is terrifying. It’s opening a door for someone to come in and trample all over your new floor with muddy feet. The interweb is not often kind.

So for now this blog will be a weird mix of personal opinion and half-assed articles. Maybe sometime soon I’ll try to breach the subjects that I find the hardest like dating, or friendship, or even family. Until then I hope no one takes this space too seriously, and realizes that all the crazy ass writing that goes on here is just my personal opinion on literally everything.

As always,



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