I give up.

I like writing. You get to arrange letters into words, which form sentences, which when juxtaposed properly with one another tend to create at least a semblance of meaning. A lot of people do it better than I do; but I like doing it, and I don’t mind sharing my work with the internet. Blogging is no problem for me.

But I don’t like you, tumblr. I don’t like the way you make it so easy to steal, or your echo chamber of repeated memes and phrases, or the insidiously tempting vortex of self-assurance that you create for every single user (myself included). I feel like I’m crossing an imaginary line in the sand by joining you, as though for some reason this hastily scribbled introductory post is the final step over the precipice into full-blown narcissism. Don’t think I’m not onto you, tumblr. I’ve seen what you do to people. If your drug of choice is external validation from random strangers, this website is like an intravenous tube. If there’s a faster, more addictive delivery method, I haven’t found it yet.

Of course, all of these reasons keeping me away from tumblr ultimately pale in comparison to the fact that I am, above all else, a curious person, and it was really only a matter of time before I decided to drop in and get my slice of the externally validating pie. So this is my tumblr. In it I intend to blog, and reblog, and deblog, and do whatever else it is one does in this fledgling Mecca of youth culture. I surrender, tumblr. Do your worst.

@5 months ago with 2 notes
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