500 Words a Day, or Nothing!

This is not entirely true. I was quite ready to commit to writing 1,000 per day and record it into this blog for my own edification. A thousand words seems like a tall order, doesn't it? That probably just covered the opening argument of those great English Lit essays you used to write (gratuitous supporting quotes included, of course). And to produce that volume each and every day... is it sustainable? Is it?

Until very recently, I had enough swagger to convince myself that yes, I could expel enough random gibberings to meet this lofty quota. I believe (and still do) that if people can switch off their internal editing machines when they write, they can write for hours. Maybe even churn out a tome to rival War and Peace every few months. It wouldn't likely be half as readable, but my point is most people have no shortage of material to write about, especially with a navel-gazing-friendly medium like the weblog.

So I really was going to title this blog, "1000 Words Per Day" and totally hold myself accountable to my mandate. One thousand words or nothing. If I fell short on my task or skipped a day, punishment would follow in the form of guilt soup and delicious self-flagellation. But wait, I hear you say. Don't go down that path, Mr. Blog Guy.

Well as luck would have it, I didn't have to. I was given an easy out. 1000words and 1000words.blogspot.com were convenient taken. Not by the most worthy possessors, I might add, but that is beside the point. The important thing was I was able to compromise and cut myself some slack.

A word of warning about this new blog of mine: it's going to be rough. When I say rough, I simply mean the editor part of my brain is intentionally going to be shut off. Completely. The point is to let the verbage flow freely and if I constantly have my internal editor doing its job on the fly, writing 500 words every day would certainly become a chore very quickly. Obviously there will be times when I will need to make some concessions. Ther will be the odd time when i will be clear that my grasp of English has completely failed and will need to go back in for reassembling so that it makes sense to the sane and lucid instead of the drug-addled and semi-conscious.

If I was more vulgar, I might have named this blog "Spew".

I really just want to get comfortable writing again. If you want a peek into the dark playground that is the mind of a 28-year old Asian man, then you just might like what you find here. Stay tuned, sickos, because there's more to come.