Here is a blog. See how it reads. 📝

Welcome to a world of stray observations and half-baked musings written by someone who is doing this more to establish anything remotely similar to a craftsman’s routine, rather than communally revel in the minutiae of one person’s life.

For as long as I’ve been aware of my desires—and for as long as I’ve been able to suppress parts of my identity—I’ve known one of my many goals has been to publish written work consistently. It’s also one of the aspects of my identity I’ve been most reluctant to embrace pre-pandemic.

But now, mid-career shift, I have the time. And the willpower, surprisingly, to establish better habits. Or maybe a glass of wine on a Sunday night makes any idea seem like a great one.

Why a blog when privacy is seemingly this day and age’s most precious commodity? It certainly feels antithetical to how I’ve been living my life these past few years—actively avoiding any semblance of a social media presence beyond lurking on reddit or imgur, and maintaining a relatively tame-by-design personal life—cocooned within hobbies and routine, and very much liking things that way.

In a nutshell, this micro.blog is for myself. I am publishing merely to keep myself accountable to a deadline and hopefully develop the habit which seems to predicate success: if I try hard enough, surely I’m bound to experience some measure of it?

Longer pieces are inevitable but the scope in essence is:

• 300 - 500 words every week for one whole year for a grand total of 52 posts, lovely and quantifiable and tidy
• posts must exhibit some form of proprioception, a word I stumbled upon in a New York Times profile of SNL cast member Bowden Yang, and something I feel as though I’ve been practicing all my life without being able to articulate the damn premise
• on this earth we’re briefly Roger Ebert, and so occasionally this blog will feature movie, TV, book, video game, and pop culture ephemera reviews in addition to things I’ve been cooking or recipes I’ve been inclined to follow (of which there are few because you’re not a real cook if you can’t improvise based on the budget you have to stick to)
• to encourage routine publishing via Ulysses x micro.blog integrations—after all, when has minimizing barriers to entry ever been a bad thing?

Perhaps one day within the next year I might be cured of this compulsion to put words to paper.

Perhaps I might accidentally create something worth reading.

Cheers.