This tumblr is, as stages go, more orbital platform than soapbox.
It’s fairly impersonal. I like that.
Unless you know me well enough to comment via correspondence, it’s essentially one-way communication. I like that, too; enough to maintain it by keeping my what I post myopic and eccentric enough to avoid starting many public conversations. I find, that in the Web 2.0, the emphasis on constant engagement leaves me hungry for more in the way of drive-through reads, which is what I roughly intend this to be.
Thus, postcards. This public correspondence, such as it is, is, for the most part, short, contextual, and one-sided.
This is my third blog-of-sorts.
The first was part-blog, part-column, which I wrote for a feminist comics site. It ran for a couple years and got linked by a fair number of news sites; and got me very limited name recognition on a few very specific circles.
The second was a livejournal, which was a messy mix of personal, professional, and political, varying friends-locked.
And now, this whatever-it-is. Interstitial playground in imaginary space. Which scratches a number of itches very nicely.
I also have a catch-all Twitter, and a Facebook which, for the most part, I keep both private and casual.
Lately, I find myself missing long-form blogging; writing from a more personal position; addressing subjects that matter more directly to me (which isn’t to say that space and visual syntax and other such tomfoolery don’t—just that they’re a carefully curated slice of a much more substantial whole); and, to my surprise, the personal engagement that came with all of those.
I fetishize comparmentalization. In real-space, I own no end of tiny boxes, cunning containers designed to deter mess but proliferated and specialized to the point where they constitute it. It’s a sloppy, inefficient system, one I’m not eager to recreate digitally.
Which leaves me—where? In an ideal world, I’d probably have three blogs:
A general blog—personal, professional, and political catch-all.
A specialized blog—probably media-related; most likely comics-specific.
An interstitial-miscellany-and-artfuckery-and-astronauts catch-all blog. Like this one.
I think I had assumed that if I wrote all of this out, I’d develop some idea of where I was going with it. How silly of me.