Manefesto of a Once and Future Blogger

• I make no promises to be:
• profound
• spiritual
• coherent
  
• brief
• linear
• consistent

• I will make a distinction between open journal and depository for running thoughts, joys, obsessions, rants, and life glimpses. For me, the former displayed publicly is quicksand.

• I will not aspire to brevity.

• I will not be brilliant.

• I will write the kind of things I like to read. This means a mush-up jumble of observations about the art world, endless diving into bottomless New York, and miscilanious bits of reflection and rambling right along side the recipes I'm cooking, the projects I'm agonizing over, and chalk poems on the sidewalk. You have full permission to joyously dialog on what interests you and silently skip over what doesn't.

• I will not labor under the oppression of the eternal They.

• I will not write for the void. I will not write for anyone I know, much as I love them, and I will not write for anyone who has pleadingly asked me to write again, much as I'm grateful. I will write for an imaginary friend, with a face of my own making and a personality of my own choosing, who happens to love to read exactly what I love to write. I think I'll name her Cassandra.

• I will make no apologies.

• I will not edit, shape, prune, sensor, or apologize to any of the usual suspect faces who pop into my head every time I attempt to write something new.

• I will not shield myself.

• I will not simply create another tangible source of guilt.

• I will have fun.
  

Inappropriate descriptors:
Cute. Witty. Single-minded. Intelligent. Consistent. Deep. Authoritative. Impressive. Profound. Knowledgeable. Wise. Impartial.

Appropriate descriptors:
Sincere. Joyful. Sporadic. Genuine. Whimsical. Giddy. Revealing. Haphazard. Scattered. Honest. Unapologetic. Child-like. Fun.