June 9, 2010 § Leave a comment
Why blog? Specifically why should I blog. It seems like this enormous act of hubris because I think about me all the time. If I think about me, I write about me. Eventually bore even myself. But I have to write — writing is part of my makeup. (Not makeup, though that’s what I wear when I do gussy it up.) Composition is part of my composition. See! I love words!
Part of what I intend to do with this blog is to conduct interviews with ordinary people. And part of what I intend to do with this blog is figure out what I should be writing and what I should be working on. Truly, I don’t believe anyone is ordinary, and I am trying to show myself the same consideration.
Since managing depression eats up so much of my life, I’ll have to write about that too sometimes. Telling people about my depression is a huge fear (ImightnotgetajobI’llnevergetajob), and fear is a big part of what keeps me from doing the work I should do. So hi depression. You annoy me. You wrote the first sentences of this blog entry.
Of course I’ll be writing about things that concern me — racism, sexism, a giant fucking oil catastrophe. I prefer to think about all the isms as issues of fairness. I want everything to be fair for everyone in the world. This doesn’t mean that all people should have the same things — it means that everyone deserves a shot at controlling at least parts of her/his/hir destiny. And I don’t care that this is impossible.