Sometimes this world moves too quickly for me.
I’m always in awe of technological advancements, but sometimes I wish that I experienced my young adult life without Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, and Facebook. There are some moments that I wish weren’t captured by someone’s cell phone and eternalized on their IG feed. There are so many silly things that I probably would have said if it didn’t end up on Twitter or someone’s IG story shortly after. The world works too quickly and moves a bit strangely for me in that way. Sometimes I find myself inhibited by all of those things.
But that’s not exactly what I wanted to write about today. Actually, I don’t know how the fuck I got to talkin’ about that…but I am trying to trust my thoughts and to put them down more often, so that means tangents? Yeah. Clearly, that means tangents.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking about the older, popular styles of blogging a lot— where people would just write about their day. This was prompted by the film Julie & Julia. (TL; DR..Julie is a New Yorker with a failed career and a passion for writing. She admires famous chef Julia Childs, but by no means is she a cook. She vows to complete every recipe in Childs’ landmark cookbook as she blogs through it.) As Julie blogged, it was so…simplistic. There was no prophetic message. There was no opinion that she was trying to drill into the minds of readers. There was no extensive thought piece. It wasn’t beautiful poetry everytime. It wasn’t forced.
Julie just wanted to document her process of cooking and maneuvering through the recipe book while giving readers a piece of who she was. She also just wanted to get her writing out there.
Julie really reminded me of myself (minus the failed career, bitch, don’t do me). I just want to get my writing out there, but I often overthink it. I don’t want to do the poetry shit everytime, and I don’t necessarily always want to impart knowledge to my audience. I don’t want a theme. I don’t want to monetize the only thing that has ever given me worth— and life.
Aijuswanawrite. (“I just want to write” for those unfamiliar with Musiq Soulchild’s discrography.)
So with that being said, a bitch is gon’ try to really be out here from now on.
For those still reading, I tried to google “TL;DR” to make sure I had the semicolon correct, and look at this shit…
Y’all really be weird as hell in our Lord and Savior’s year of 2018.