The Fudge Room
So I've learned a few things the past couple months. One of those things that keeps staring me in the face is the realisation that blogging is not an easy task.
Remember in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory when Wonka brought the kids into the factory's fully edible room? He sang his song about imagination while all the kids promptly ransacked the place, eating bits the trees and grass and whatever else caught their eye.
Meanwhile, Augustus Gloop is busy stuffing his greedy gob in the chocolate river. He falls in and gets sucked up the pipe into the fudge room where he's unceremoniously pried from a tube by creepy little orange men so that he doesn't end up getting boiled to death.
Hell, Willy Wonka is a really dark story when you think about it.
What does this have to do with anything? Well, I like the movie, so there's that. But the other thing is that Augustus would have been fine if he'd just paced himself; had one taste here and then moved on to something else and so on and so on. "Save some room for later", his mom said. But he didn't. And look where that got him.
However, I like to imagine that this traumatic brush with death caused him to really think about the need to take things in moderation, resulting in a more healthy lifestyle and a slimmed-down Augustus who later went on to take the bronze in the men's 100 metre freestyle at Tokyo's 1964 Olympics. But that's just me being optimistic. He probably didn't change a thing and died tragically at an young age. That seems to be a bit more in line with the dark tone I mentioned earlier.
Anyway, my point in all this is that I've never had a blog before. So, going into this, I really didn't pace myself very well. I should have done my homework. Instead I decided to jump into a completely new environment all wide eyed and reckless with the naive notion that I'm going to be making a meaningful post every week or two.
I see the effort Karen (my wife) puts into her blog every week and I think to myself "that's a lot of work". And she's a writer. I'm not a writer. And it's become pretty obvious that a weekly or bi-weekly blog in its current format is not going to be sustainable. So I think it's time to sit down and look at how I want to approach this...which is what I really should have done in the first place.
This blog isn't really meant to be about design. It's meant to be a reflection of who I am. And, if that's the case, design will naturally make its way into the themes here and there because it's something I love. But to approach this with the mentality that "it has to be about design or I can't write about it" really hobbles my potential for enjoyable content and doesn't accurately reflect that much about me as a person.
Yes I'm a designer, but I'm also a father, a husband, a movie nerd, a gamer, a disgruntled government employee and any number of other things. And without including those other things I risk coming across as one-dimensional and pretentious. Nobody wants that.
So, after having my own trip to the fudge room, it's time I wash myself off, take a fresh look at things and learn to pace myself.