Eight.
That’s how many times I’ve deleted something and started a new post. Just this post. If a post has come out here in the past several years, you can bet it’s survived a dozen iterations each. It’s not that I’m not writing anything.
I’m just deleting it.
Nothing of mine will get published if I don’t keep it.
Sometimes an affirmation of purpose and intent requires a small act. In this case, it’s hitting the “publish” button. I am allowing no more deleted words. All of this has been spur of the moment. My inner Faulkner is coming out to play. How’s everyone doing? I hope y’all are doing well.
I’m doing…strange. Weird might be a more suitable word. Perhaps it’s my severe urge to move this thing to the trash. But that’s not going to happen this time.
This time, I’m going to hit “publish”.
Good for you, my dear. I’m having problems writing anything on my blog in the first place, so you’re doing better than I am. 🙂
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I try not to draft anything but comments on line. For my posts I write them in a word processor. If I find myself wanting to change something substantial I save the old draft as “post title v1” and then rename the post “post title v2” and keep going. This way if I end up with eight versions I know it is something I struggled on and I can go back and look at v1 to see if I strayed from my original idea or actually expanded upon it. I do this with all of my writing and layout projects. A book I just laid out had fourteen prior versions before I got to “final.”
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I rarely delete a blog draft. However, I have many text files with drafts that I never tried to publish. There’s nothing wrong with writing up a draft and then deciding not to post.
Writing something down can be a valuable exercise, even if nobody else gets to read it. It can be a way of clarifying thought.
Hmm, come to think of it, I should get around to posting something on my blog.
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I rarely have draft blogs.
I am well and good to see you here.
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