Just think.
500 posts in three years.
I could have written a novel
or short story collection
or that non-fiction book I was always going to write
about the life and death
of board games
or as my grandkids call them
‘bored games’.
Did I choose the form or did the form choose me?
I could be hard on myself
for lacking focus, not chaining myself to my chair.
I would like to be a great writer like David Foster Wallace
but I don’t have the constitution for it.
Besides I don’t look good in a bandana.
A Children’s Picture Story Book
that’s what I’ve always wanted to do.
I’m a lover of the short form.
Posts.
They’re my thing.
Unwrapping them each morning. People unwrapping mine.
There is joy there.
Meaning.
And who is to say one form is superior to another?
*what do you think?
John Malone 