Anonymous asked: Why don't you write about things with substance anymore? Or do you have a separate tumblr for that?
I do appreciate an honest question, so thanks. I would have preferred to maybe pursue this conversation with you directly, but alas, the anonymous option.
Much of what I write that might be considered substantive had migrated to my writing blog — Tatterdemalion — at its inception; occasionally I’d brand my captions on my main blog — Black Neon — as witty or well-written, but that might not be doing it for you if you’re not Following as you would have to check each post to read the captions (unlikely if you’re just taking the aggregate view). As for the languishing indie/local art blog — Ephemera — that started this whole thing so many likes and reblogs ago, I am unsure as to when I might be able to get back to that at some point, though I am hopeful.
In actual response to your question, I haven’t written on tumblr in sometime, I had intended to write a response to the cute-as-a-button Anthony over at 451° regarding his ponderings on celibacy, sexuality, homosexuality and religion/spirituality, however that got away from me and I still haven’t gotten back to him. Further, I owe a letter to Nathan at Here and Now. and he’s been polite enough to not bug me about it (which I appreciate, I have enough guilt on my own), though now I’m not sure of his address any more.
As always I welcome your thoughts and comments from throughout the cyber-ether, in addition, I’m always happy to respond to something specific so if there are topics or ideas you’d (here meaning this Asker and anyone reading/following) like me to talk about, just Submit your own thoughts for me to work with or Ask me to elaborate on something you’re curious about.
I can’t really venture as to “why” I haven’t written, I suppose I could chalk it up to a variety of things, but primarily I haven’t been consistently on the internet lately as my blog will corroborate. I have had an active personal life, busy work life and honestly haven’t been all that inspired to sacrifice my prose at the altar of the internet where it seems to go unread and unexamined.
Ever am I at your service,