One of my favorite aphorisms is that an early start beats fast running. I am in a quandry these days about how exactly to reorganize my writing life now that I have seven blogs in three domains using two different authoring systems. I am pulled all over the place and can't figure how best to make it all gel. So I fall back on my gut wisdom. It's about 2:30 in the morning, that's an early start.
Sooner or later, my pals will be chiming in around here, or at least that's was the plan when I mailed them on April Fools Day. I've been champing (not chomping I'v learned) at the bit since then and actually losing more sleep over the possibilities than over my tax bill. So what I think I should do is start off the conversation with some thematic axioms. Axioms is a bit more dogmatic a word than I'd prefer but..
Just the other morning I read something about old Tom Lehrer, who is not dead but retired somewhere around Santa Cruz, California. He is probably best known for his extraordinary wit and lyrics in songs like The Masochism Tango, The Vatican Rag and Poisoning Pigeons in the Park. I've got all the MP3s, I hope he doesn't mind much. Lehrer suggested that there is no more wit in comedy these days. I've said as much but I'm not quite so famous or good at math as he. He's retired and I've got a blog so I'll take it from here if you don't mind.
That's rather the point. Wit is in short supply, especially the self-deprecating kind. We supply, on occasion.
As you may or may not know, I've read a bit of Robert Nozick, and although I don't particularly subject myself to the rigors of worship and subjugations to Elohim, I have a strong sense that one should try one's best over a full lifetime to examine and improve one's life. Or else. We appear often to be living in the time of 'or else', of devolution and devaluation, not to mention scarcity, of the ethos of enlightenment. God's not punishing us, we are simply reaping a harvest of cynicism and nihilism.
I'm not going off on a rant against the bad isms of the age. I've contributed myself, if only to solopsism (but then again who am I to say so?). But I do want to share in a community of folks who work honestly for the better forces of life. This is certain to be one and I believe each of the writers here understand that it is indeed work to persue and defend the better forces of life. It's a renewable spark; when you see others working hard, you feel the need to contribute. Of course the same mob dynamic works on the bad ism side of human nature as well, but I think we'd rather spread the good words.
Finally, as my eyelids buckle and I reach my length for spontaneous writing, I want to get us beyond the horseracing. That may be difficult because I have become painfully aware of how being a blog author gives one audience fever. I've watched it happen at in the capitol cities of Blogistan and I know how it works. But I will strive to be a bit more philosophical, a bit more long term, and look at the kind of large things that don't go from zero to meme in 6.5 seconds.
As a writer and a programmer I understand that you cannot force creativity. You can't just hum the noodle dance and crank out elegance. I know my mind well enough to know that some days, and some very late nights, it draws ideas from the air with zen-like efficiency. Other times it farts like a dyspeptic. I'll try to write at length when I'm inspired, and simply vibe off the others when I'm not particularly insightful.
That's enough to get me started.