In the past, my main hesitation was that I would spend an inordinate amount of time revising content for a blog and nothing would ever get posted. Even now, the preceding sentence underwent countless iterations until it was well-worded. And it still has passive voice. My day job is writing, and blogging is far less appealing if the objective is proper English. Also relevant: my writing in that context typically avoids the first person, so I am adjusting to that as well.
My next hesitation? Who even cares! I am fighting the urge to delete everything I've written and pick this post up some other day. ⌘𝖠, ⌫, I say. But, over the years I have encountered countless other blogs (as an aside: a list of inspirational blogs will likely be forthcoming). I have looked on with admiration as people seemingly unencumbered by these thoughts publish posts, projects, and other miscellany.
And I am thankful for it. Typically when Stack Overflow and Wikipedia are unavailing, I happen across the website of some kind Internet stranger that took the time to write about something. Or sometimes, the Internet has no answers.
So, here's the deal. I am framing this blog as an internal monologue; not polished for public consumption. I am sure I will still get caught up in the details (for example, I just went through and cleaned up most contractions; so informal), but that should take some pressure off.
I intend to write about various side projects that occupy my free time (thanks, COVID!). I am passionate about most facets of computer technology, from computer networking to cybersecurity, programming to virtualization, and 3D printing to cryptomining. Most recently, it turns out that I also enjoy clocks and I have a couple clock-related posts in mind, so watch out for those. Frankly, someday I would like to also play the role of kind Internet stranger in someone else's search for answers, as I have encountered a handful of issues that, at least at that time, were not discussed anywhere that I could find.
And my final hesitation? I am incredibly self-conscious. None of this works if I worry that anyone I know will be reading. Which, playing to the preceding hesitation, is probably a moot point anyway. In any event, I intend to remain a kind Internet stranger, occupying only this domain and no other.
Indeed, as the title says: "here we are;" "we" in the royal sense of the word. And after a long, 19-hour day, we are going to sleep.
~me