Interlude: What Won't You Write About?
It is now a cliche that writing "sorry I haven't been blogging" is a grotesque party foul akin to dropping trou and taking a dump in the punchbowl, so I shan't do that. Besides, there's no reason to be sorry, because nobody is entitled to my writings. (Or perhaps it would be better to say more ambiguously that nobody deserves my writings.)
Suffice it to say that I'm on a hiatus. At least one very major component of this is a surge of work: new cases, some on short fuses, with huge volumes of all-day tasks, leaving very little time or energy to write insightful things and/or punchbowl-crapping jokes.
That's not the only component, of course. It varies from day to day. Suffice it to say that there are days when a blank page is an unspeakably forebidding gulf. I can dive into that gulf out of duty — like for clients — but I don't have a duty to you, gentle reader, as it turns out.
I could talk more about that. Certainly other people do, and have, and I admire them for it. But recently I feel less inclined to talk about personal things. I've always been more of a life-details slut than my co-bloggers, which very arguably represents good judgment on their part. I'm pretty sure Patrick and David and Clark haven't had web pages put up accusing them of being probable child molesters and trash-talking about their families. Yes, my inclination to write about some things is impaired by the fact that through my writing here, and related pro bono activites, I've accumulated a small but noisy number of vile and bad-crazy stalker-trolls. Even when I am moved to write about something personal, I pause and think — how might these trolls use this against me? Even if I write only metaphorically —
— will the troll-stalkers be incorporating it into their deranged and threatening faxes to my managing partner, or sending it to the California State Bar, or writing odd web pages about it linked to my name? My preferred response is "screw you, I'm writing it anyway." But that's not where I am just at the moment. Not today.
I'll be back. My hiatus will end — in part when this surge of work ebbs. Other things, too, have their natural ebb and flow.
For now, tell me this: are there things that you won't write about now because of your online experiences? Have things happened to you online that have made you more circumspect in what you blog or otherwise write about?
Edit: By the way, I am way, way behind on responding to correspondence. I like correspondence. I appreciate it. I hope to do better with it. Please feel free to re-send if you did not get an answer.
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