not anonymous
I’m not going to take down everything I possibly can. There’s no way to fully remove myself from the internet, anyway. And I don’t really want to. But that means I need to come to terms with the fact (again, or still) that this is not an entirely anonymous existence I’m living.
I haven’t linked to my blog from most of my network profiles (Twitter’s got it now though). If you ask me why, I’ll tell you it’s because I don’t want people to read this site. I just like having this place to write things and geek out a bit and get the thrill of seeing my stuff out there in the world. But I do want some people to read it (and those who get pestered know it). Bit of a disconnect there, huh?
Someone I met recently said that any artist, writer, creator who says that they only do their work for themselves, they’re full of shit. I disagreed, since that’s been my claim, we had a good chat about it. I left him with the impression that I was unchanged in my stance.
He actually planted a seed. That seed was watered by more thought provoking drops: I was reminded, in a way, by another blog author that most writers’ hope people get something meaningful from their work; I realized that I haven’t told a whole lot of meaningful stories because I was censoring for other people. But those untold stories are exactly the ones that might help someone else out there, Googling for an answer to life in its roughest moments, bouncing from site to site hoping to find something that looked or sounded or felt a little bit like them.
I guess this is my resolve to give up the ghost and stop pretending about some things. Like the anonymity of this blog, for starters. If I really don’t want people to read it, I’ll take it down. I’ll try to stop pretending about some deeper shit, too, but that won’t come as quickly.
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