I like words that have fallen out of common use. Like “conundrum.” I also like the word “persnickety” because it applies to me often. I like “peckish” instead of hungry. I also recently called Dave a “ninny.” These days, no one really calls each other a ninny. However, my dad seems to find a way to use the word “ninny” every time I talk to him.
So, a conundrum. I’m thinking about a blog for anonymous posts. For my writing that I can’t really share here, and for other people who have things to say, but maybe can’t say really say them without getting themselves in trouble. Venting, heartbreak, the perfect letter to send to your evil boss, the sentiments you can’t share with the people you are closest to.
I’d rather not have the anonymous blog become a bitchfest, a haven for trolls, or a repository of angsty teenage drama. Or even a confessional for unlawful activity. But I’m willing to go with the flow and see where it leads. I don’t need to know who you are, I’m just interested in what you have to say.
When I launch this, do I tell anyone about it? Do I keep it a secret? Do I cover my tracks and hide who’s behind the curtain? Or do I roll it out by telling the world, call for entries, and just act as a curator? I bet there are stories out there to tell. I have my own. That is the problem. I can’t really contribute if I’m attached to it. And that was the whole point. So I can share my own angsty teenage drama.
So I may start this anonymous blog project. I just don’t know if I should tell you or not. “You,” meaning the universal internet “you.”
Like the Queen’s “we,” but “you.”
What do YOU think?