Blog blah blah

Day two of the new blogging dawn and I can think of nothing to say apart from that I have nothing to say. This is the problem I have with the 'democratisation' of the media that blogging so fervently symbolises. Access, once granted, does not require usage. Pluralism does not engender quality. Just because everyone is allowed to write blogs, does not mean everyone should. Frankly the majority of writing published before the new dawn was bollocks. On the whole, all that new media etc etc has achieved is to vastly increase the amount of shit to be sifted before anything good is found.

Hypocrisy has always come easily to me. I am of course merely adding my own foul excrement to the general milieu, but fuck it, no one reads this shit anyway.

A few words of (re) introduction

So, world. This is me re-kindling my previously pathetic attempt at clinging desperately to the back end of literary zeitgeist and starting a blog. They tell me that the more you write the better you get. Blogging seems an easy and relatively stress free medium for practicing. Despite my doubts and cynicism then, here we go.

It seems appropriate, I think, to start with this - an excerpt from the style guide Hemingway was given on his first day as trainee reporter at the Kansas City Star. They say he had it tacked above his desk until the day he died. And, if its good enough for old Ernest...

Use short sentences.

Use short first paragraphs.

Use vigorous English.

Be positive, not negative.


Sounds easy eh? We'll see...