a capacious hold-all

by elli on August 15, 2013

For years, I kept my journals separate, out of some kind of misguided thought that all of my (many, varied) moving parts would be easier to access if they each had their own separate space, so to speak.  I kept art journals, which were separate from quote journals, which were different books than my garden journals, cooking notebooks, and writing binders.

Over time, I found that having all kinds of different, fragmented bits and bobs in different places created its own kind of chaos.  When something was, for instance, a written bit about my garden, did that go into the garden journal, or into the writing place?  If I wanted to make art that included a quote, which book should I use?

I’m a minimalist at heart, though I’m much more Hoarders-worthy in practice.  All these extra bits of complexity sometimes kept me from recording things at all, and what I regret more than anything is not saving all those things that were too cross-genre to fit neatly into a single space.

In the end, I stopped keeping fifty-six-billion journals, and settled on two:  a nice, fat, thick-papered notebook that holds everything chronologically, and a notebook for, unsurprisingly, notes.  (I also have a smashbook or two, and some journal books that are for very specific time periods, but those are outliers now, and not the norm.)

Oddly enough, this physical realization didn’t trickle down to my digital evidence of living.  All of the blogging experts (of which there are many) say that a good blog is a focused blog.  One topic. One thing.  Other types of posting is discouraged, because it confuses your audience, whom, apparently, are assumed to have the attention span of a gnat and difficulty discerning what kind of a person you are if you write about more than one thing.  Everyone will apparently spontaneously combust and be confused by your “brand” if you write about more than one kind of thing!  OMG!  Or they’ll unsubscribe, because they only like one thing you do.  Or something.  Death and gloom, gloom and death.

So I did what the “experts” told me to do.  Different blogs, different subjects.  They’d creep into each other, of course, but still left me feeling kind of fragmented and crystalized.  And then I stopped updating everything, because, really, who needs to update four zillion highly-specific blogs every day?  I write things mostly for my own benefit:  to remember, to document, to think on paper through my fingers.  It’s easier to type than write longhand, anyway.

It’s now, at the time of this writing, 2013.  Over half-way through with 2013, even.  And I’ve just made the decision to return to my (scattered, multi-interested, simple) roots.  One blog.  One me.  I’m coming back to my original website, registered in 1996, back when the web was slower than molasses and digital cameras took grainy, two-inch square pictures and we had no idea what a megapixel was.  (Ironically, I love Instagram, which takes grainy, two-inch square pictures.  Go figure.)

I’m planning to archive a bunch of stuff here from other sites, and there will probably be an eclectic mix of art stuff, garden stuff, house stuff, weird stuff, and stories here, eventually. Because that’s how I roll.  I guess my one topic, O Blogging Experts, is me.  Which, in the end, is the only thing we’re all really experts in anyway.

Welcome.  Have a seat and stay awhile.


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