I guess it’s only appropriate that my first post on micro.blog is about micro.blog. I think this recursive and solipsistic rhetoric device is common when you don’t know what to write about. Writing about writing is very adolescent thing one does, extending far beyond adolescence unfortunately.
Then one gets into the “zone” and actually writes about something. You develop an idea in an essay, maybe a character comes up for a novel.
And then you read masterpieces that have plots in a fractal-like sequence or a subject pretending to be the main subject, when all they’re “talking” about is the act of writing itself.
Something like this basically:
So here’s to a happy ascent towards actually writing about “something”! 🥂