Perchance to Post Again

At great intervals I return to this space and think of it and the why of it.   My adoption of the digital has often been early and enthusiastic but like so many fast flaming passions quickly burned out or simply fizzled.   I have never been able to maintain a habit of writing here or even a clear idea of what writing here means to me.   It is different than my notebook habit which has been with me as long as I remember.   Ever evolving aesthetics and fetishes from tiny Japanese pocket notebooks to refillable Belgian Atomo's in A5, the writing has been a consistent mix of notes, journaling, poetry, plays and stories.   The notebooks are my playground, my studio that is always with me at the ready for a sudden moment of quiet or intensity.   This space is different, harder to fall into.  Easy to be distracted from and so readily malleable as to seem unstable or unable to be fixed.  And yet, here I am again after another year, thinking again of how to be in this space and perhaps how to make it a place of experiment and publication.