Blogging, stories, and memory
“If you don’t turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else’s story.” — Terry Pratchett.
When I was blogging regularly back in the early 00’s, I used to occasionally feel twinges of concern that the whole way of experiencing
- was I actually blogging regularly?
A friend changed her cover photo to a bunch of bobby pins artistically organized. It reminded me of the Black Mountain College exhibit at the ICA I mentioned a few months ago. I didn’t blog explicitly about some of Anni Albers’
And as usual I regret not posting more. But lately, Real Life has been far too painfully eventful, so there hasn’t been much to blog about.
More accurately, there has been too much to write about, but it’s material not for the blog, so it’s just gone straight to my journal. (Maybe someday, but for now, I’ll just say that this is consistent with my statement in my “anonymity & honesty policy” for this blog and leave it at that).