An ongoing problem

Since announcing my intention to try my hand at short, speed entries, I decided to test the waters by talking about Ernest Cline, a new author I'm becoming a fan of. I started writing a blog post on Monday. It's now Friday, and I've revised it at least twice, but have yet to actually post the thing.

Herein lies my problem. So let's try this again:

I'm reading Armada by Ernest Cline. I really like him. He's a geek like me. I loved his first book, Ready Player One, and I'm planning to read everything he writes from now on — that's how much I like him.

Now, was that so hard?

In which I contemplate why I've been gone so long

Other people write blogs. Why can't I?

I've had this space on the internet for several years now. I write long pieces on topics near and dear to my heart — editorials, really — every six months or so. But there's nothing in between. No short notes. No mid-range opinions. Just these long screeds every so often.

As you've probably noticed, I don't have time to write a long piece very often. So there is silence, and lots of it, interrupted by large, and often unasked for, pieces of my mind.

I think it might be nice to write something that didn't require me to stitch complex ideas together. May just a few off-the-cuff thoughts here and there — not a magnum opus every time I sit down at the keyboard.

This should hopefully make less pressure on me to create a perfect entry, encourage me to write more often, and allow me to write on more varied, and heck, even personal topics.

We'll see how it goes.