Please Mr. Postman
August 24th, 2006
Today marked a new phase for me at the coffee shop I go to. When the postman came in, the barista/owner was out back. The postman then asked me about several pieces of mail that were for the coffee shop, or a couple of other nearby shops. I answered him and then went about my day. Here’s the odd part. He called me by name. I don’t know who this postal carrier is. He comes in once a day around the same time I’m there. I’m not even there every day. I didn’t think I could be any more of a ‘regular’ there. Yet it seems there was another layer to the onion.
I find myself wondering what I’m going to post here a lot. Pretty much any time I am writing for the blog, I should really be writing fiction. That’s not to say I don’t waste plenty of time in other ways. How many times a day do I have to see if anything has happened with the Redwings?
In that theme, here are couple of blog posts by more successful people thinking about the same thing. One of the best things about the net is that it lets you get a handle on just how few original ideas there are. Someone has always blogged/drawn/sang before you got there. It’s just a matter of how well you do it.
August 24th, 2006 at 12:39 pm
[...] Ian is talking today about wondering what he’s going to post on his blog. I often find myself in the same situation, though it usually (lately) leads me not to post at all. Conversely, I find that if I make myself log on to Wordpress and just start typing, usually something at least mildly interesting, at least to me, will come out of it. For a while I was obsessive about generating traffic, I would check my site’s stats every day, that kind of thing. I’ve stopped doing that. I know that a few people read this, and that’s awesome, but I no longer harbor the foolish notion* that anything huge will come of it. [...]