Almost three years ago, I wrote a post explaining why it is better to create than consume.
The reasons are still valid, I think. There’s a lot to be said for making a pizza by hand instead of purchasing something hot and expensive from your local fast-food pizza joint, as an example.
But I’ve been doing a lot of consuming during the past year. Far more consuming than creating. There are benefits to doing this as well as costs. I’ve consumed a lot of books, television, movies: a lot for me, at least. Some of it has been re-reading old favorites, some of which I haven’t read in almost 20 years. Other has been seeing television shows and movies for the first time: a lot of Joss Whedon’s television work in addition to other cult-classic or critically acclaimed shows and movies. I blame – I mean credit – a Netflix subscription for a lot of this catching up. I have filled up my well with pop culture references and ideas that I can carry forward in some fashion, even if it’s just my own ideas, slightly adjusted.
But my creating has been a private thing for months now. I’ve been spending more time trying to work on fiction (note to self: a chain attaching me to a specific chair or desk is something I should probably invest in) than I ever have… with minimal success. Which in itself is a valuable learning experience. Blogging, essays, how to articles, etc.: I’ve pretty much been avoiding them. But I’m starting to… well, at least take a bit of interest in them.
All this to say: I’m still here.