"This thing that you are reading? You may have noticed that it is a bit, well, off the cuff. Not finely crafted. Not sublime writing of literary merit. Not even consistently and inspiredly humorous. I am just writing a long (overly long) letter to the Internet, and to my future self. I read a lot of journals that have one gorgeous, brilliant, knock-you-over-with-their-diamond-sharp-prose, entry every few weeks, and hooray for that, but (from me at least) an even bigger hooray for those journals who spend their words on sharing the mundane in an interesting way. The hugest, hugest hooray, a hooray forty thousand feet tall, for the diarists and webloggers who see their publicly documented life as a process, and NOT as a well-written commercial product that they wait for some audience to approve or disapprove of. And a hooray the size of the known and unknown universe for those who bring intellectual discipline and expansive imagination to the documentation of their own personal inventories.
(Dude. If I had known I was going to get all heavy like that, I probably would have picked a better inappropriate interjection-as-noun to get all parallel with than "hooray." In fact I probably would have skipped over interjections entirely and gone for something more sensible.)"
Excellent, well put, Thank Goodness, just what I was thinking, nice, hooray!
Posted by Ada
