This blog used to really have some value, some reason to stop by. It used to be full of thought-provoking pieces, or at least pointers to where I was writing such stuff.
Lately, I’ve been catblogging. I’ve been talking about where I’ve been, where I’m going, and stuff that relates to what I’m doing for a living. I’m aware that this isn’t exactly compelling reading, so thank you for the 300 or so folks still stopping by daily enough that FeedBurner counts you as my friends. I appreciate that.
The problem with me has always been that dis-interest in sticking to just one topic deeply, which is how most blogs of any value or worth are written. You don’t go to Engadget to hear about their day. You go to learn about the latest Blackberry or PS3 news. You go to GigaOm to learn about Web 2.0 and VoIP and mobile news.
Except for friends, and I love you all dearly, there’s not a lot of value to the stuff I’m writing on here. It’s more like “Dear Diary” lately, or that’s how I’m feeling about it. If this were a column in a new media newspaper, I’d cancel my subscription.
Is this holiday blues? Maybe. But this is also me thinking hard about the months ahead, and what I’ve got before me, and it includes the 20 or so domains I own, the dozen or more websites I used to maintain (all mostly digital ghettos now), and the incredible lack of cohesive, interesting content on this, my flagship site.
It’s great to be all things to all people, until someone tries to define what you’re doing. The best I’ve come up with lately is my current job title, Community Developer. I’ve been doing this in the absolute. I’ve been out there growing all the various parts of the new media realm, and trying to hitch them up to the traditional outlets. To me, the new media all on its own will stay too insulated to be of mainstream value unless it finds its way into the mix. To me, the old media will crumble and support less and less of mainstream thinking unless they learn how to integrate with the new media types.
Catblogging. Catblogging.
I have to think. I have to really clamp my skull down. One issue is that I haven’t had my personal medication for days. Caffeine. I just put a cup in me, and I feel only the realization that I have been a rudderless ship for months. Not related to work. Just related to me. I am NOT interested in letting life lead me. Fuck .
Whatever.
As long-long-long time readers and friends know, this moment usually signifies the next rebirth of Chris. It’s how I do it.
But the funny thing is, there are SO FEW people who understand my perspective, and for the first time, I mean EVER, I feel like I actually work for someone who understands how I think to some great degree. No square pegs. He gets it. My wife gets it. So, the two that control the larger part of my calories in a day outside of myself get me.
So… as always, the issue is up to me.
Stay tuned.