my January days
The year ran out. I had plans to get some of my old posts back on the blog but the best laid plans will go horribly awry if I even try to have an idea I will do it on some day. There is no day that fits for that some day. Instead I have this day. Sitting in a coffee place that’s a favorite. A smaller and warm Khmer place I have been coming for years. They know my order and the barista has a beautiful smile and always does nicely with welcoming me in English and Khmer. The owner has this mission I think to change his place often. Now I really like it. Comfortable couches and music that is as eclectic as his different art.
There’s so many nice places. Only one Lalatte. No coffee chain here. Just a peaceful moment to think on writing and then turn the corner and do it.
Lately been trying
And not making a go of it using a dedicated journaling app. I picked Everlog which I love a lot. It has this minimal and utilitarian nature but even with that it just cannot be my driver. I think it comes to a few things.
- It’s nice and minimal but it’s not an empty canvas for the words. There is still window dressing and UI elements that either make writing easier supposedly or hinder the doing of it.
- I don’t need weather and location in my daily writing. I know where I am. I know the weather. I don’t need options that I tend to first use to write my time writing to Apple health.
- There is this lockdown. This sense it’s markdown but it’s not. The words are not live and I can’t touch them and use another editor. This gives me a few issues or thoughts. What if the app just goes away. I can export to text but it’s a step that depends on a working app.
There’s probably more good and bad things. The real thing is this sense of writing like I do. Using the same app for writing a blog post and doing a daily journal. This feeling it’s really the words that matter and my feelings doing them. I don’t mind subscriptions or paying once for lifetime. What I want is this path. The flexibility to simply change my editor and see the words come alive in One Markdown or whatever.
So finally it’s my January days. The coffee and tea wait patiently. My 11ty blog whispers for me to go write.
So I will.
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