I posted this on my blog in November of 2014. Considering all that I’m seeing, watching and hearing, I thought it might be worthwhile to dredge it up and post again. I’ve become sort of…what’s the word, disenchanted? Dismayed? Disillusioned?
Assume what you will after reading. You won’t hear a peep about it from me. 🙂
ORIGINAL POST, 2016 updates in italics:
On this blog,when it comes to certain topics, this is what you’ll get:
When I started http://www.donnaeverhart.com back in early 2011, my intention was to focus on what was happening with my writing, with occasional family stuff thrown in, a book review here and there, photographs I’ve taken (strictly amateur), and whatever else I could dredge up I thought interesting. I knew there would be certain topics I would steer clear of, and to this day, I’ve held true to that conviction. (2016 update – yep, still the same!)
Topics I am determined not to post about are my religious, political, or ripped from the headlines viewpoints. And that’s because everywhere I turn, from the TV, to radio, to Facebook, to other blogs, and who knows where else, that’s what I already get. What do I have to add to the fray? Nothing that hasn’t already been said.
Anyone can do what they want with their social media. I don’t care. It’s their space, their time, just as this space is mine. Sure, I’ve waded into debates on other sites here and there a few times. With the last one, I decided never again. (2016 update – I’ve forgotten about this. Must’ve been real important.) To the best of my ability, I’ve chosen to ignore being drawn into what can only become an inflammatory conversation. The few comments I did make on other blogs never made me feel better, and I knew I wasn’t going to sway any opinions no matter how many facts I lobbed over the internet fence. It is/was, in my opinion, time wasted. Besides, too much can be lost in this sort of online dialogue. Sometimes the hot button topics are just too sensitive and difficult to parse into words that will go out to be consumed without that personal touch of voice modulation (are they yelling?), gestures, (slamming a hand down?) and eye contact, (or not) and a myriad of other human interactions.
There are some who are very good at sharing their opinions with the right sense of diplomacy, yet no matter how eloquent they may be, somebody’s gonna get pissed. Somebody’s gonna disagree. It’s a no win situation. Call me chicken. Call me weak. Hey, maybe call me…smart? I have viewpoints on all of it, but, do you honestly care what I think about religion, politics or the latest news event? I doubt it – especially if my opinion differs.
My other point is, what does any of that have to do with my writing goals and journey? Not a thing. In my opinion, it would be a turn off if you came to read about the usual stuff I’m blathering on about, and got blasted with my personal opinions. It’s not relevant to this writerly space which I consider almost sacred.
In that regard, here will always be like white noise, because there are already more than enough sideline analysts and commentators out there.
Aren’t you glad?
Here. Here’s some cloud pictures to look at. I do a lot of sky gazing. Every time I look at clouds, that Joni Mitchell song comes to mind, but this stanza where she replaces “clouds” with “life” seems appropriate.
“I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all.”