Sometimes there are topics where I know that no one cares what I think. And that’s okay.
Sometimes I find myself repeatedly about to say something on some political, or social, or pop culture topic… and I start hitting the backspace key. Because I realize that really, I have nothing else to say on the topics that someone else couldn’t say better, and someone probably has said it already.
Why keep a blog, then? my reader may wonder. Well, I think there are many topics on which I do have something to say, something that’s unique to me and potentially helpful to others. It’s the paradox of writing that one person’s unique take is exactly what’s most likely to read as universal and illuminate the reader’s unique experience. What books I read, and why those books, and what I got out of them, for example, writing about that is likely to be useful and entertaining to people who are, like myself, queer and/or bisexual and/or pagan and/or genderqueer. What I have to say about the Superbowl half-time show, as yet another white person who’s not a professional dancer, is probably neither entertaining nor useful.
Magicians and witches speak of four essential powers to their magic: To know, to will, to dare, and to keep silent. Sometimes, you just have to know when to shut up.