I sporadically keep a private journal in addition to my blog. Usually I cover 30 pages before either growing bored of it, feeling embarrassed by my own emo ramblings, or deciding that i just don't like the general direction or tone that I've established. I'm preparing to throw yet another one in the trash and I couldn't help but notice that I'm having the same issues in keeping up with my blog. This site was founded in my rum-soaked, binge-drinking, trouble-causing days. The stories focused predominately on barhopping and my subsequent hangovers. So, how am I supposed to turn around now and tell you that on vacation, I actually didn't get drunk? Or that my new favorite blogger is an 18-year-old British chick who likes pink things and polka dots? Or that I now like pink things and polka dots?
Call it maturity, call it a soft liver, but I think my wild oats are officially sown. That brings us to the actual problem which I find similar to my issues with regular personal journals. I find it off-putting to continue on in the same place but with a complete reinvention of tone. Damn you English degree for making me care about continuity.
I'm trying to decide if I want to continue writing here about my tamer exploits and interests, start a Dangerous K 2.0 blog, or just scrap the whole damn thing entirely.
If anyone actually has an opinion, please share!
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