Some of you have been reading for a very long time. There are a few others who are just getting into the Fletch saga. The others caught up with me somewhere in between. What sort of opinions have been formed from my writing? What do you know about me? What do you think you know about me?
I ask these questions sometimes because there is so much I don't write about in my online journals. Most of the omissions are made because I initially view them as mere day-to-day details... although, in my life, even the small details tend to grow more than I could expect. What's amazing is how every now and then, I leave out some of the big stuff. I'm not sure how it happens. I guess I expect you guys to automatically know what's going on in my life. Sometimes, I guess I forget that for you to know about it, I must write it down. And that's probably why some of the big details are left out... I don't write them down either because I don't have the time or that I don't have the talent to do the story justice.
So, as I look back, I wonder how these missing tales change the way others view me and my writing. How would the story change if I made a better effort at including all of its chapters...
ETA: An entry I just found in my paper journal...
June 8, 2004
From the paper journal
Perhaps I've said it before -- I'm usually too sleepy when I write these things to remember them later -- but I don't think either of my journals (this one or online) is telling the true story of me.
In the beginning of the online journal, too much was told... Not necessarily too juicy or too revealing... but more along the lines of too much junk. I became more selective about what I wrote about and my writing improved. Sometimes, topic beats skill. Now, I rarely write online. I'm happy with the entries I do write, but they are now so few and far between that they paint a completely incomplete picture of who I am.
The problem begins when something entry-worthy comes along. Of course, I won't write about it right away because I never do. And then something related to the original topic happens and I want to write about it, but can't because I feel that the reader should know about the original topic first. In the end, too many stories just don't get told. And that's a shame... because the stories that are written down somewhere are the ones that get passed on.