Alpha to Omega

Subtlety is lost on a blog, I think. No one seems to get it.

The reason for this is, of course, that one doesn’t devote the kind of attention to reading a blog that they would to reading a novel. Even then, if the novel is pulp, or something that simply helps the time pass without the annoying burden of having to experience it, I suppose one could miss subtlety and/or meaning and/or symbolism. Or sarcasm. That one gets missed more than all the others combined.

That these things are lost on those who read blogs, mine in particular, is rather discouraging. I don’t know how the rest of the people blogging out there feel about it, but I’m rather sick of transparent symbolism and formulaic stories about all the traditionally heart-warming things that I’m supposed to value. Like puppies. Well, Fuck Puppies. (And, THAT, ladies and gentlemen, morons and fools, was what we call Sarcasm. What that means, is that I don’t actually fuck puppies or want them to die).

I should actually say that I used to get discouraged. Now, I realise that it is the medium and not myself or even my audience that is at fault (even though I am guilty of that tedious kind of writing that you can’t take literally, that you have to pay attention to). Because of this, I’ve been doing a lot more of what I call my Real Writing lately. I know you will all forgive delays in updating the site, as you have to have grown wearily used to them by now.

Also, there will be an upcoming improvement to the visual aspect of the site. I’m looking forward to distracting those of you who don’t give a fuck about the actual words in a blog with bright flashing lights and pretty colours (epileptics beware).