Update: Two blogs?

Interview with myself conducted in my head over the past several months.  Self and I sat down some blustery fall day as the husband lies with the cats, sick as a dog, on the one day of the year we gain an hour.  Cartoons are on in the background.  Laundry rolls around in the washing machine in the basement; it's mechanical hum can be heard upstairs.  It is overcast outside and the trees are actively swaying in the wind, leaves falling in abandon.

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Interviewer:  What's going on?  Why two blogs?  (not to mention the tumblr, and whatever other social media nonsense you've been starting and neglecting?)


Me:  Yeah, I know.  [shakes head, smiling]  Well, if you hadn't noticed by now, The Collected Life is just that -- a smattering of whatever I feel like sharing whenever I feel like posting: it's a showing of my collections.  I've had the best of intentions to post regularly and for it to be a representation of all my goings-on, but it's not.  Aside from the poetry, it's a pretty surface blog:  pics and snapshots of travel and weddings, visits here and there, and mentions of things I do around where I live.  But really, no one's life is weddings and gardens all the time.  I think I've only ever posted one entry where I admit to feeling down.  And that shit's not real, you know?  There are always more layers...

What's that Dead Prez line?  "They want to make it seem like it's all party and dancing, but everybody knows ain't nobody live like that"?  I don't live like that.  Even Laura Palmer had two diaries.


I:  You are so not Laura Palmer.  Where are you going with this new blog?


Me:  [chuckles]  We are ALL Laura Palmer!!

The Modern Archivist is going to showcase pulls from the past:  pictures, memories, writing, but of course through the lens of the present.  I'd like it to be prose accompanied with pictures, but I may not have appropriate pics to go along with everything.  Maybe it will be a test of how well I can actually write.  It will probably be a bit darker than The CL.  The past is my drug of choice.  I'm fortunate to have had a ...  colorful history.  I feel in the CL that I explain myself a lot ... [pauses] ...  I hope to not do that with the Modern Archivist.  It'll be what it is.  

I think I have a strong desire to express myself and to be understood, or to not be misunderstood.  I don't know if everyone has this feeling, but I think it's universal.  I really don't know what other people do with this feeling.  I imagine that's what bars are for:  people gather for a certain atmosphere and feeling of camaraderie.  Maybe that's why people play sports or rally around sports?  This is my attempt to find solace for myself, I suppose.  Maybe it's the essence of 'work', my work. ...  I'm fucking rambling.  

I:  I think I know what you mean.  Best of luck.

Me:  Thanks.  [smiles]