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27 December, 2013

Re-Fuse


Photo appropos of nothing

A couple of years ago, I was posting often and eclectically enough that it made sense to spin off aspects of this blog, to try and focus. It was an experiment, I said, probably intending to make a decision before too long about which topics would live, and which would be abandoned to the Wayback Machine (which archive.org uses to let people access webpages of yore).

Then a couple of years went by, and none of the more focused blogs really took off. Now, it's time to kill some of those darlings, or at least to admit that I am a body eclectic. At one point or another, there have been 6 or so blogs under the Mojourner label, and it's time to re-absorb a few.

Land Before Me, a title that seemed just clever enough at the time, has a fan or two, and posts are regularly re-posted on a local aggegator page, but the fact is that Mojourner Truth (no link, because you're here now) is plenty able to travel and spew forth about landscapes natural, cultural, historical, archaeological, and fictional. There is not enough time to make frequent land-specific posts, so I'm cashing out for the $0 dollars this blog earned me.*

Urban Greenstead, my futile effort at glomming on to the DIY urban homesteading trend, live from a hotbed of such activity, fell flat. There are a million such sites, and for a guy who insists on creating my own content, not linking to popular sites, not posting daily (sacrificing the garden), and not promoting himself with twitterish or instagramatiation,...well that guy ain't going far. I went not far at all, and had fun in the garden. Thanks to all the folks who read about raised beds, christmas tree cycling, and vermicomposts, but this blog is over.

Mo Comment, intended to be the political/wonk/commentary page..., was never going to happen. No readers, no writer when it came down to it; not even worht a link. Huff and puff and,...no Huffington Post.

On the other hand, I will hang onto a few of the side-blogs. Procrastacritic, though it has been quiescent of late, is specific enough (fresh reviews of stale culture), and has enough posts in the hopper that I plan to maintain it. In keeping with the spirit of the name, I only get around to posting a handful of time per year, so it should not be too taxing. I have grand plans for a series about mid-1970s dystopia and dysaster flicks,...which I may write about some day. Also, I'm thinking of branching out into music.

Mocavore, although the title makes me cringe a bit, generally gets a lot of hits when I post, largely due to the local audience. It can absorb a bunch of the Urban Greenstead posts, since I tended to focus on food there anyway. Also, I feel a calling to continue writing about food at a very basic level, without the glossy photos taken with the proper angle and depth of field, without promos and give-aways, and without fancification of what is ultimately sustencance (tasty or not). It has been and will remain Food, Basically.

Then there's the new blog, ArchaeOlygy, borne from an archaeology project itself begat by bureaucratic dismissiveness and the wrath of an archaeologist spurned. Not nearly as spiteful as that last sentence would suggest, this blog deals with archaeology in the South Salish Sea region. It's the one blog I've opened to other writers, although none has yet answered. On the other hand, it's also received the most frequent and helpful audience participation. I look forward to this one growing.

So there it is. Mojourner Truth will retract a few tentacles, and continue to wave other about. What was spun off is reeled back. Fission reverses to fusion, and Mojourner Truth is at peace with being unfocused and eclectic.**


* Like all the rest. Why the hell would I take ads or monetize my pressure release valve, my utterly free platform, my soapbox in this empty room called the internet?
** An readerless, mostly. To those who show up, I thank you, and hope to entertain and provoke you anew.

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