I think I owe visitors to this blog an apology.
This is not a blog, and it was never conceptualized as one.
In the beginning, I merely wanted a space on the web to archive my articles, a link that I could send to potential clients that I was pitching to.
Then as I posted up stories, I grew restless. The crude scans (which I took with a camera ok since I obviously can't afford an A3 scanner!!) seemed too sterile, too clinical, too ....dead.
Unable to refrain myself, I started writing short notes about each article, which gradually expanded into these long-winded posts you're reading now *smiles ruefully*
There is so much I want to say. There is so much more that goes into an article apart from the final printed word.
The stories behind the scenes often go unaccounted for because readers only want the polished dish or down-and-dirty deetz - depending on whether you're reading Tatler or Perez Hilton ... right?
Well not to me though. I love the uncensored elemental rawness of a tale told ad lib ... it makes the subject seem much more human somehow.
Anyway, I wanted to get this off my chest for a loooooooooong time now. So there. Done. Phew.
And since this is neither a blog, nor a portfolio proper, shall we call it a ... blogfolio? :)
6 comments:
Yes! I love original versions! :D
And I think your blog (or blogfolio) is fine as it is...to me blogs are just pages on the web where you put what you want to share!
Thanks for the reassurance, WP *exhales*
Wah, at first I thought you were writing us readers a goodbye note announcing the closure of your blog! False alarm, phew! :-D
Don't worry about the labels, I love what you've shared so far as is.
Ps. Gong Hei Fatt Choi!
Only if my writing mojo is drained away.
Thanks for keeping abreast with my antics, Ruey!
Just read your latest Navel Gazer - A child's wisdom. Yeah, kids nowadays are really more mature than we used to be, I wish I can be so frank and honest in my opinion without hurting other people's feeling.
Yeah, feels like the older I get, the more white lies and cover-ups I end up spouting :(
Sorry for the late response. March was mad as a hatter ... or is it March hare (hehe, pun entirely unintended)? I think I probably did the equivalent of 2 months' work in the three weeks post-February!
MAD!!!
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