This is tempting (in that knocking-down-a-house-of-cards-you-built way):
I made some decisions for my own Internet usage when I got back online. The first thing I did was replace my blog with an advertisement for my books. Why did I think I needed a blog?
—Stephen Elliott, “Surviving a Month Without Internet,” Poets & Writers, May/June 2007
Ayelet Waldman noted when she bailed, in February of 2005, on her Bad Mother blog: “The only problem with blogging is that it is all-consuming.” The verb used in this context means, I think, the daily practice of it, or frequent practice of it; but the fact of having a CMS installed, even if you don’t use it much, and say upfront that you won’t be using it much, can still be a constant fish-or-cut-bait poke in the conscience.
(Elliott’s solution of tearing the whole thing down is, in a way, more elegant, or at least less depressing, than abandoning a blogspot site, like so much carrion, to the comment-section assaults of the bot vultures.)
What I did, instead, was simply to stop reading blogs.
This is the third and present phase of my relationship. I didn’t realize how much time I spent on blogs until I stopped reading them. Now there’s more time to read and write and think and live.
—Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, “Shall I Live, Or Shall I Blog-Blah-Blah?,” Hartford Courant, April 1, 2007
What a time saver!
As Shanna wrote a few weeks ago: “Drawing lines through things is almost more satisfying than actually completing them.”
Imagine drawing lines through things before the things are even there!
A beautiful thing!