Mt. Baldy (copyright © m.a.h. hinton)
Today is the second anniversary of MontanaWriter. That very first post from March 10th, 2010, contains a Yeats’ poem, “Cuchalain Comforted,” and a reference to the Book of Genesis. Little has changed it seems. Yeats and theology remain a significant part of MontanaWriter after 24 months.
Surprisingly that first post did not have a purpose statement or mission statement of any kind. I say “surprisingly,” because in my memory I thought I had created one. I suppose “books, art, sports, and the big sky” functions that way.
In two years I have posted more than 340 times: poetry reviews, books reviews, music videos, my own poems, links to articles I have found interesting, and a few guest posts. I have posted about basketball and baseball, comic books and westerns, poems and poetic criticism.
There have been times when I have felt great energy and passion for blogging and posted often… and there have been times when I have felt like saying, “the hell with it,” and not posted anything at all. In that way blogging is a little bit like life. There are times when you feel great passion for the life you live… then there are times when you feel only its weight and gravity.
After two years of doing this, I have come gradually to think of blogging as a creative and spiritual”discipline” of sorts. But it is one that you do in a very public way.
One of the criticisms that St. Paul faced in his life was that “His letters are weighty and strong, but his bodily presence is weak, and his speech of no account” (2 Corinthians. 10:10). I have often thought those words describe a writer perfectly. In print we are often confident and self-assured, certain of what is truly important and what is merely dross. But in person… we more often than not come across as insecure wrecks. Two years of blogging have further convinced me of the truth of this.
I am excited about the new feature here at MontanaWriter I am calling ”Hugh’s Journals” and have a few more ideas in the works to beef up things up a bit. The number of unique visits and visitors continues to go up each month. I only wish that more would take the time to comment, good or bad, on what they find here. But I know that I seldom do so when I visit blogs, and so cannot really chide anyone.
Two years down the road a lot has changed here… and very little. In that way also, blogging is a little bit like life. People grow but they really do not change very much. Blogs grow readers and numbers of posts, but in the end they change very little.
When I started MontanaWriter I had a vague notion that I wanted to write about poetry, and books, and sports, and Montana, and theology. Two years down the road, I have a vague notion that I want to continue to write about poetry, and books, and sports, and Montana, and theology… and so I guess I will.