Full Disclosure

1) I’ve been wanting to write about the old cow camp for a while. Wait. No. The more honest version of that sentence is: I’ve been feeling like I should write about the old cow camp for a while.

2) I didn’t write a book while I was on the mountain. I thought I would, but I’m quite happy I didn’t ~ my time there was about something much bigger than a book. However…

3) At some point, it dawned on me that perhaps writing on this blog has kept me from writing another book. Not that I write a ton on this blog, but the pressure of writing for immediate public consumption (not in my nature) plus the pressure of the constant deadline (there’s always another post) has made me not want to write anything else ~ the blog is always in the back of my mind, always needing to be attended to.

I’ve been ruminating on/over/about this for a couple of months. I am not quitting this blog, but posts might shift to more images, less words. Maybe I’ll change the layout so the photos are bigger. I might find truncated “captioned photos” incredibly lame (“truncate” is derived from the Latin for “maimed”) and go back to writing full posts, but less often. I don’t know. All I know is that I have to allow the natural drive to write to come back. And that means writing mostly for me for a while.