cellar door, cont'd

By the time I came back and started writing again, I realized my last post (around 13 years ago) may have been around when Blogger stopped actively tending to the platform as much. I had all intentions of cozily staying in this familiar place, picking back up as if I'd never left, but I noticed the little paper cuts – strange UX where I'd get lost on my own blog; float-based wrapping leading to walls of emptiness when I'd try to fix it with my rusty CSS – started getting in the way of the writing, which was kind of it for me. 

For now, at least. I still hope I'll summon the time and energy to come back at some point and customize the heck out of it until it's frictionless again (is it possible? we'll see). 

Until then, you can find me at the very nice Pika; they seem good! I'll rifle through the cellar door 1.0 archives every now and then and rework some of my old favorites over there, but for the most part the stream will continue.

cellar door, cont'd

Happy Birthday, Cellar Door!

It's 12.05 AM, and Cellar Door is now FOUR! Lots has happened since January 2006, but I'll spare the details since I've – as you can see – written about it along the way.

I've been documenting my life since I was six; my first diary was a gradient of neons featuring Minnie and Mickey Mouse. I wrote about Cinderella and a blonde boy I had a crush on. Since then, I've kept with it and added about five thousand layers to it all.

In my two years at the VCU Adcenter, I filled seven 8.5 x 11 black, linen-bound sketchbooks with thoughts, ideas, and things I gathered along the way (everything from postcards to Polaroids and candy wrappers). I stopped writing on paper as much when I started this blog, and filled post upon post with the stuff.





I got a little down on my self at the end of 2009 when I looked at my archives and noticed that my frequency of blogging had steadily declined over the years:

2006: 168 posts
2007: 124 posts
2008: 83 posts
2009: 57 posts

I also got a little sad that I was no longer filling books as quickly as I had in school. Had I run out of thoughts? Had my brain stopped racing?



Then I realized that the amount of thinking and documenting hadn't changed, but had been spread across many more platforms over the years. I started taking pictures with everything that could take a picture (even my RAZR for a brief moment in 2006, yikes); I flew onto Twitter in 2007 (I have tiny thoughts all the time and this was finally the perfect place for them); I flew onto Tumblr in late 2008 for my medium thoughts (which were once thrown onto my blog with the rest of them). So really, all of this stuff used to be poured into one place: paper. Then two places: paper and a blog. Now: well, you know where I'm going with this...

4,454 pictures on Flickr
3,899 tweets
676 Tumblr posts

I guess the point I'm getting at is that whatever the platform, the thoughts are flying out as much as they ever were. Thanks for sticking around, guys :] you're inspiring as hell, and only get more so.