Ever since moving my Twitter feed onto my main blog, the urge to blog has evaporated — not to mention that I can’t even remember when the last time I blogged was. So, Twitter’s back to its own feed. And then I can start blogging again, and my thoughts won’t be solely confined to a 140-character limit. That will be good. :)
In a related vein, I recently ran across this quote by Mark Twain: “My books are water; those of the great geniuses are wine. Everybody drinks water.” Growing up, I loved the British authors (and still do), to the point that I tried to emulate them, picking up Anglicisms left and right. I’d even hear a British accent in my head when I wrote. But somewhere along the way I realized that trying to be British just wasn’t going to work, so I may as well accept my own real voice and get on with it. Still not completely there, but blogging has helped with shrugging off fake identities and revealing the real me.
One last thing: I think I’m going to bring comments back. We’ll wait another week or so and see, but I’m leaning heavily in that direction. Hollering into what feels like an empty void is strangely…well…hollow. And to be honest, I miss your comments. :)
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Oh come on, go English–T.S. Eliot pulled it off, kind of. (The accent never quite got there.)
I’m afraid that when I go to London in a couple months, I’ll accidentally start adopting the English accent (when I come out from a movie with British accents I inevitably find myself imitating it, and it’s almost entirely subconscious so I often don’t even know I’ve started doing it). And because I’m not English, they’ll spot me as a charlatan and the game will be up. :P
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