Saturday, January 30, 2010
But, of course, I still have to post. So I'm doing to do that scheduled-post thing, writing these posts on Thursday or Friday or something. But without a scent of the day, what will I talk about?
I suppose I could talk about this determination to post every single day. What's with that?
Part of it is the scent diary thing. I like having a record of what scent I wear every single day.
A very, very small part of it is earning the monthly NaBloPoMo badge. (Which I don't qualify for this month; I missed one post, plus scheduling isn't allowed. Hmph.)
Much of it, I think, is anti-perfectionism. If I have to post every single day, that limits the extent to which I can wait for the perfect subject or the perfect turn of phrase or the perfect anything. And that's good, because the purpose of the blog isn't to communicate perfectly, it's to communicate. To talk to perfume freaks. To write. All that stuff.
So there we are. As you read this, I'm probably either napping or eating seared tuna. Mmmmm.
Photo: By Tennen-Gas. Wikimedia Commons.