When I first moved to micro.blog I had this dream that I would be able to write and publish freely. By removing the worry about what to post where and how it looked should have released more posts into the world. No stress from separating what goes on my blog and what goes on social media. By publishing whatever I wanted, however I wanted, I freed myself up to do more. Yet here I am years later, still trying to have a ‘proper blog’.

I still sit down with an idea, or two, looking to flesh it out and hit a magic 300 word mark where I start to think it might be publishable. Someone put this limit in my head years ago, possibly for SEO on a proper blog, and since then, I have always stuck to it. Titled properly, with an image for the rich link previews. Then and only then could I even think about it going live.

When the reality is, none of this matters. The way I, or anyone, formats their blog posts means exactly nothing. In fact, in some weird Red Sneaker Effect attempts, numerous publications are trying new things and evolving the way posts are structured. Yet here I am, asking ChatGPT to make me an image and worrying about these limits that I impose on myself.

I went so far before as hiding away my shorter posts from my home pages, but now show them along with everything else. I will continue to exclude these in the main RSS feed, and I do think that a lot of my ideas need to be developed and fleshed out to see if they even make sense. As I discussed before, I use this process as personal development, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hit publish.