My difficulty, ultimately, with calling potentially-radical formal experiments “blogging”—no matter how far they might end up deviating from what we know as blogging—is that words have to mean things. It’s sort of like how I feel about “reading”. New things don’t have to usurp old words just to be valid, and in fact if they do so they can disruptively dilute the meaning, and therefore the specificity of use, of the word.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.