The Return

"Return of the Prodigal Son"
by Rembrandt van Rijn

I’ve been away from my blog for a while.

I’ve been torturing myself over whether I should keep posting on Twitter/X, but if I’m having so much angst about that, maybe that’s my answer.

I opened an account on Mastodon/Universeodon, but I haven’t posted there in months. Turns out it’s like Twitter/X, only more complicated to use and more isolating to experience.

I still haven’t gotten used to posting regularly on Facebook, even after having two accounts for more than a decade. Still too noisy and irrelevant. And I still might run into people I have no interest in talking to again.

I opened an account on Substack, but I haven’t posted there in months. Too many writers writing about too few interesting things. (Poetic Outlaws is cool, though.)

I still don’t have interest in learning how to create YouTube videos. I got a subscription to Nebula, and that appears to have been a waste of money.

All this time I’ve been thinking if I set myself up right on one of the big or the newest social media platforms, my thoughts would thrive.

Turns out I had it right the first time. Blogging appears to be the best format for me. I can write about what I want in the format I want, and the audience will come later, if at all.

Plus, I can control where the ads appear.

Time to get back to regular posting on this blog. The journey has been similar to taking a long trip to other cities, thinking one of them will be a better place to live, more exciting, better chances of success, only to realize where you live now is pretty good.