Won’t Go No Mo

That’s all she wrote. FarrFeed—my old blog—is all pooed out. Some say it was the weather. Others say it was because my mommy died. There’s a little truth in each of those, I guess. The site is like a closet full of clothes that don’t fit now. My God, what history! What laughs! what slopping barefoot in the blood and entrails!

But damn, it got me here. And even while I didn’t want to write there—not put any more into it—it was hard to walk away. To leave the richness of the past and the familiar clutter. But there wasn’t any elbow room: it was like writing inside of a book! Hell, it is a book. Four of them, in fact, and no doubt a couple more after I’ve sifted through the posts. That’s still the old stuff, though.

Regardless of psychic needs or writing strategy, however, I had no choice. The updated software—Thesis 2 framework for WordPress—was completely new. Hardly an update, more like a revolution, with all my expectations hauled off to the guillotines. There was no way to run the old site on the new theme without tearing it up and putting it back together again, a huge job. But I wanted a new main site, anyway, under my personal domain. Something I could fold everything into. I had this vision of a page with one big photo. Why not see what I could do?

So I wandered and pondered for six long weeks. Plenty of exercise, lots of hot baths, but no breakthrough. When I couldn’t stand the tension any longer, I sat down with the software for the very first time. The “just do it” moment. Three hours later, I’d cracked the secret of how to do what I’d seen in my head. At that instant, I knew there was no turning back, and that the only way forward was to drop my old sites.

That’s the story of how I got here. Finally, some room to breathe.

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