My thoughts sometimes (or maybe “often”; I’m not sure which way to categorise it) write themselves in forms resembling blog posts. They’ve done this sort of thing for a long time, but now that I have a Tumblr they’re often more specifically Tumblr posts.
Some of them I adapt into diary entries (particularly the ones that might not actually make any sense to other people), some into forum comments. Occasionally there is one sufficiently standalone (and relatively unlikely to start a flamewar) that I can actually use it in its original form. Many require jumping-off points that don’t actually exist; once in a blue moon, I stumble across roughly the right jumping-off point after the fact and manage to dig through my memory and find the prepared response I now have an excuse to give. Many never leave my head: things I wanted to say to people, but never found a good opportunity, or was too afraid, or was simply worried nobody wanted to hear.
I don’t know what to do about wanting to write but not having a good enough excuse to give people the words I have. I don’t know if there’s anything I should do.
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#(and yes this post is itself an example of what it’s talking about) #(though I made some tweaks to the wording as I was writing it down) #(this one is fresh and the phrasing hadn’t fully settled yet anyway) #oh look an original post
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