So the deal is: last week i was knocking around this idea that there are certain questions that mean nothing, and yet divide people. Like which would you rather eat, an overripe or under ripe banana? I was going to drop these on Tumblr and say that I was looking for a unified theory of the human psyche. Like maybe the questions actually revealed everything there was to know about people. Anyway, I didn’t, because it was kind of stupid and not funny, but it didn’t go away and rattled around upstairs picking up lint and whispers, and eventually I expectorated this the other night.
If I had posted them on Tumblr, they would never have been given time enough to gestate into the kind of thing that I like most to write upon the Internet (but which will probably be read through by less people than this post).
What I guess I am saying is: I don’t have unlimited inspiration. You probably don’t either. I get a couple of good ideas a week. The downside of Twitter and quick-form blogging is that we hit post right away. Nothing simmers.
None of this matters, of course, if tweets are all you ever wanted to make of yourself here. Disregard if so.
(I’ve already mentioned this briefly. You can also move the goalposts and say that writing short-fiction to put on the Internet is killing my novel [or rather, preventing its conception]. It’s all the same story.)