WARNING: This post contains parentheses. Way, way too many parentheses.
In Telling Lies for Fun and Profit (which I’ve come to realize I should just open any time I’m feeling stuck, in my writing or my life), Lawrence Block says:
As a lifelong compulsive reader, I had little trouble finding categories of stories I could read with enjoyment. What I learned then, and have confirmed on many occasions since, is that just because I can read a particular story doesn’t perforce mean I can write it.
I’ve discovered that the same is true of blogging.
I love the humor and the warmth and the honesty that writers like The Bloggess and Slackmistress bring to the web, but that isn’t me. An acting teacher trying to pull me out of my comfort zone once said, “I see a lot of Chia in this performance, and Chia plays her cards very close to the chest. I need you to put them on the table.” He was right, and I did it for that exercise, but it’s exhausting, and I can’t do it day after day.
I’m also not a blogger who can settle in and write about just one thing. Somewhere, though, I’ve gotten the idea that if I can’t do that, I should either start a new blog for my new topic (which will, let’s be honest, never be updated), or warn my readers (all 10 of you) that I’m about to change the subject.
“Maybe I’ll write a book review.”
“You’ve never written a book review on this site. You should write a post explaining that you write book reviews now. Book reviews are cool.”
“I didn’t write a post explaining I do movie reviews now, back when I was reviewing horror movies.”
“That was different. That was just for fun. I don’t like this conversation. I wonder what’s on Twitter?”
Meanwhile, I’ve quit blogging. I compose posts (including this one) in my head, and then I abandon them, and I browse the Wordpress themes directory because of course a new theme will help, and meanwhile I’m on Twitter and I’m on Tumblr and I do have things to say, but I’m not saying them, and I’m tired of it.
So here’s the deal. If you’re reading this, welcome to chialynn.com. It’s hosted at Tumblr, because it’s easy to update, I can use Markdown to format posts, without exporting to HTML, and I like the social layer. Everything’s backed up to Wordpress.com (using ifttt), in case I change my mind about the platform later. And I’m collapsing what was artoftheodd.com into what was chialynn.tumblr.com. That means you’ll see every little thing that catches my eye or crosses my mind, from more in-depth thinky things (or at least more wordy things) to animated gifs and pictures of cats. (If you’d rather not see every little thing that catches my eye, I’ll try to use sensible tags like “blog” and “fiction” so you can sort, or just subscribe to the stuff you’re interested in. I’ll do a separate post explaining how that works, because I like explaining how stuff works.)
Posts from Art of the Odd will come back, or not, as they’re needed or requested. (Several of them are linked in this post!) Comments on those posts will come back just as soon as I get them mapped over from Disqus.
If I find myself posting often enough on any given topic, I may spin off a new Tumblr for it, or I may not.
And while I won’t stop overusing parentheses (or starting sentences with and or but), I will try to refrain from explaining myself every time I want to write about something new.