Stress Fracture

So, here I am at the new incarnation of Stress Fracture (formerly Note to Self, but like anyone’s likely to remember that.)  Originally I blogged — was there that word for it then? I think not — in a handcrafted way off of my homepages, wherever they were; in 2001 or so Nick Mamatas convinced me to try Livejournal, and now, following a nudge that really I’m tired of talking about anyway, I’m going to try this as its own blog.

Ignoring the issues of Livejournal, why’s that?  I’m hoping it’ll get me back in more of an essay mode and less of a, well, twitter mode (after all, I already USE twitter.)  Writing things about things.  Doesn’t mean it’ll be all serious and formal.  Just, perhaps, a little less conversational.  For Livejournal addicts, that sounds like a bad thing, perhaps, but I’m about conversed out on the Internet, between the semi-private social mud group that I’ve been with for, eh, coming up on 20 years (phew), twitter, Facebook, IM, email… well.  Probably the real indicator is that comments are turned off on the blog.

That said, this blog is being mirrored to Livejournal and imported into Facebook; I’ll see comments in either place, so have at it if you feel the urge.  Or, you know, twitter.  Or email.  Or IM…

More about something else soon, hopefully.  Tired of talking about it and ready to just do it.

R

P.S. Apologies, of course, for all the initial bumps in the road there’s bound to be.  I’ll sort it out eventually, I’m sure.