The Obligatory Self-Justification

So I succumbed to the TypePad siren song (thanks, Tara; thanks, Cathy). And now, being somewhat familiar with the whole navel-gazing blog genre, I know I’m supposed to post some self-conscious muddle about how I’m not sure what I’m going to write or why I need a blog or what I think I have to offer the blogosphere.

Those are easy questions.

1. What am I *not* going to write? There are books to blather about, CDs to extol and vilify, obscure bits of medievalia about which to wax poetic… and the antics of my children, cats, husband, fundie Republican gun-toter friends and neighbors to round it all out.

2. I need somewhere to vent. And shamelessly flaunt my vocabulary. How ’bout them melimelora?

3. Very, very little. Alas.

Here’s a big round of applause for the quality sites that have been invaluable resources during the hours (well, 78 minutes or so) spent designing the site:

That’s all for now, folks… next time, Savannah and what I learned there.

About Molly Newman

Writer, cook and trivia/spelling bee hostess, living it up in North Portland.
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3 Responses to The Obligatory Self-Justification

  1. Elaine says:

    Molly has a blog! Molly has a blog! Another reason to neglect my various chores!

  2. traci says:

    Fabulosa Molly! LOVE the title! 🙂

  3. Shannon says:

    Ah, another has succumbed. 😉

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