In the past (almost) year, I suppose that I'm dissatisfied with my own performance in blogging --- infrequency, jumbled sections pieced together like Frankenstein's monster, stodgy writing directed at a generic audience or at the other end of the spectrum colloquial writing with many sentences beginning with a verb, and a reliance on some filler material such as quotes are chief among the self-criticism --- but I suppose, also, that it comes from not having more time to devote to it. In the end, it's composed in fits and starts, has incomplete thoughts and lacks a theme. I need to find some peace in that.
Today, as the snowfall here in the Quiet Corner is nearing 6 inches, I have added Judith H. Dobrzynski's "Real Clear Arts" blog to my reading roll. One needs to be rather picky in choosing what to read these days --- try to sort out and highlight good prose from dreck.
Moving into the new year, I aim to make my writing more of the former and less of the latter.
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