Here we blog...again
Another attempt at writing regularly, with the usual amount of wishful thinking
At 40, you're at that point in your life where you have as much to look forward to as to look back. And I have been doing a fair bit of both lately which is, I think, quite uncharacteristic of me. I seem to have a lot of time to spare, time to reflect, to waste on Instagram. I even have a Disney+ account to watch The X-Files, something I never got to do growing up because we didn’t have cable.
I suspect my biggest gripes in therapy have been “what am I doing with my life” and how I am spending so much of my life on my phone. This Substack is hopefully killing two birds with one stone -- getting me off my device; and getting me back to writing. Ruskin Bond wrote his first novel when he was 17 and I can truthfully say that if I were to die tomorrow, my biggest regret is going to be that my biggest regret has remained the same for the last 25 years.
Having said that, I still do see this as just another attempt at blogging. I wonder how many people will remember Blogger. That was the first blogging medium I started on, so many years ago now. Then there were a couple of attempts on WordPress and at some point, I did have a Tumblr account. I don't think I ever went into Medium though I did consider it right now, as I was debating whether that might be a better option than Substack.
What will I write about? I don't know but I am going to start by posting some of my older stories. I do tend to write about things I know, places I know, people I know. Even when I write fiction, they are usually set in environments I'm familiar with.
Will I be regular? No clue. I probably don’t want that kind of pressure but I hope I will be. If nothing else, it should get me to stop complaining about being a consumer of content by being a creator instead. The one good thing, though, is that if this experiment is also a failure, it will fade into obscurity with no one the wiser.