I don't know how many of you remember Paul Harvey. He passed away last year and I kind of miss his radio spots he used to do where he told "the rest of the story." It was always interesting. One story in particular stands out in my mind.
He told about a man who was well off but lived in spartan conditions, he would donate lots of money to various charities and he even put a nephew through the seminary. He was very kind to many people throughout his life. But very few really knew about the man's private life or all the good deeds he did until after his death. The man turned out to be Andy Warhol who of course always seemed so flamboyant in his public life. But that was an artistic diva-esque persona he played because at that period in time it was expected.
Today I am going to tell you the "rest of the story" about the things I post. It won't be as lovely as anything Mr. Harvey would have told, but it might help you understand just a tad more.
I stay up all night working. I don't go to bed until about 5:00-6:00 AM after R has left for work. I sit down here in my creative space working on whatever latest thing I am making. While I do that I watch TV and I think about things. All sorts of things...some of those things would probably make you scratch your head in puzzlement. Two nights ago I was hand sewing, watching The Incredible Mr. Limpet and thinking about a theory I have on the Higgs Bosun particle and why it's so elusive. Not to worry I won't bore you with it.
The point is I think about a LOT of things, all kinds of things...in depth. That's the way it is at night when it's quiet and no one is talking to you for hours. The mind goes to these places usually prompted by something else.
At 4:30 R gets up for work, I go see him off, pour a small cup of coffee and come back down here which is usually when I make my blog posts.
I keep telling myself that I should make them during the day. When I make daytime posts they always seem less...esoteric. I suspect that sometimes you read what I write and wonder to yourself what brought me to that place and made me want to post that thing. Especially since I always say it's important to have continuity to your work, but yet I certainly don't apply that to my blog.
Like yesterday's post. There was more behind that than what you read. It was an offshoot of a conversation I was in the middle of earlier in the day. I had been mentally chewing on it for a while before I got here.
Sometimes I go back and read my posts and I think wow, people must think I am the strangest creature on the planet, when really I am only in the top twenty or so! *gigglesnorts*
We have been discussing on a forum I frequent about blogging and what people might want to read or not read. I have no idea what people want to read. Half the time I am not even sure why I post what I do or if I want to read it. But maybe you will understand now if it seems odd it's because I have been up all night by the time I get to posting.
Thankfully blogs are like art and they are subjective...I am also thankful that you come to read it anyway and leave the kind comments that you do...and that no one has sent men in white coats to haul me away yet!