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My hints have been increasingly unsubtle these past two months: I have a secret project, that I have been working on and not telling anybody about. I would, as I pointed out alongside my New Years resolution, tell you in March.
Because let's be honest, I am not the most reliable of people. I may come up with all sorts of interesting and excellent ideas and plans, but I know full well that I have no follow-through. I joke with myself about it, when I get excited about something New and Shiny. "Good luck Sor. Six months from now, when you reread this, let's see if you've actually done anything for it. Oh, you haven't? More's the pity, what a surprise."
I figured two months was a good litmus test. If I could keep this project going for two months, still have ideas, still put effort and energy into it, that was probably a good sign. If I could still be excited about something ultimately silly and pointless, well, that's a better one.
I'm still excited.
Ladies, Gentlemen, and Humans of all sorts, I have started a blog. I have posted at least once a week since I started it. It exists. It updates. And I am filled with glee that I suddenly have a better defined place to talk about certain subjects.
It's called Ambidancetrous in Boston. In it, I talk about dancing, about gender, about roles, about costuming. And about dancing.
It has a real live domain name1, better than just the dotblogspot that I hope to render temporary. You can find it at ambidancetrous.com or just ambidancetro.us. It has posts, talking about...nothing of real import, but about all those things I mentioned above. I have a file with a half-dozen ideas, and I know there's another two or three dozen things I want to talk about or post there that I haven't written down yet.
I am so excited about this. All that's left is to get business cards3 to pass out at NEFFA, and I will be the coolest little genderqueer dancer this side of the Mississippi.
So go check it out. You know, if you're into that sort of thing.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Thanks Sparr2.
2: yes, there were people who aren't you who knew that this existed before you did. I'm very cruel like that. Or, you know, it came up in conversation somehow and I mentioned it. Or you were lucky enough to be one of the places I started to use it as my default URL instead of my livejournal (oh hi Letters from Titan)
3: Gee, if only I knew someone who like...owned a printing press or something. Hmmmm. ;D
Because let's be honest, I am not the most reliable of people. I may come up with all sorts of interesting and excellent ideas and plans, but I know full well that I have no follow-through. I joke with myself about it, when I get excited about something New and Shiny. "Good luck Sor. Six months from now, when you reread this, let's see if you've actually done anything for it. Oh, you haven't? More's the pity, what a surprise."
I figured two months was a good litmus test. If I could keep this project going for two months, still have ideas, still put effort and energy into it, that was probably a good sign. If I could still be excited about something ultimately silly and pointless, well, that's a better one.
I'm still excited.
Ladies, Gentlemen, and Humans of all sorts, I have started a blog. I have posted at least once a week since I started it. It exists. It updates. And I am filled with glee that I suddenly have a better defined place to talk about certain subjects.
It's called Ambidancetrous in Boston. In it, I talk about dancing, about gender, about roles, about costuming. And about dancing.
It has a real live domain name1, better than just the dotblogspot that I hope to render temporary. You can find it at ambidancetrous.com or just ambidancetro.us. It has posts, talking about...nothing of real import, but about all those things I mentioned above. I have a file with a half-dozen ideas, and I know there's another two or three dozen things I want to talk about or post there that I haven't written down yet.
I am so excited about this. All that's left is to get business cards3 to pass out at NEFFA, and I will be the coolest little genderqueer dancer this side of the Mississippi.
So go check it out. You know, if you're into that sort of thing.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Thanks Sparr2.
2: yes, there were people who aren't you who knew that this existed before you did. I'm very cruel like that. Or, you know, it came up in conversation somehow and I mentioned it. Or you were lucky enough to be one of the places I started to use it as my default URL instead of my livejournal (oh hi Letters from Titan)
3: Gee, if only I knew someone who like...owned a printing press or something. Hmmmm. ;D
