The Delete Button

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One of the reasons I really like blogging is because it provides me with a really cool edit button.  I have a brain that just doesn’t know when to stop sometimes and on occasion I will dash off a really interesting post that I know will generate some great dialog, lots of comments and even the odd argument.

The post will somehow change the world in a way, at least that’s what my ego tells me and must be published.  These are words that need to make it on to your computer screen.  And so I type.

And the beauty of my blog is that I can save the post and just let it sit.  Some times for days.  And then I’ll  come back to it later and take a look at it again and say, “What was I thinking?” I begin to see how other people would feel if they read that.  I’ll begin to see the argument it would have created and the fiend in me that would have been fed by that argument.

And something in me will still want to post it, so I’ll let it sit for another week, stewing in the Wordpress database, fermenting to a ripe smell that resembles rotting flesh.  And then I’ll revisit the post again and realize, “What was I thinking?”  Only this time I’ll actually hit the delete button.

Aaah, the things I didn’t say.  And this exercise makes me wish that I had a delete button for the words that come out that I realized I didn’t want to say.  And  this delete button would magically retrieve the words as they are flying across the table.  Wouldn’t that be cool.

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  • Jonathan,

    You made me laugh out loud. I've been sitting on a quote I wanted to post on my blog for a few days but just could not find the right words to put it into context. Well, you've done it for me, so I'll just post it here as it is so perfect for what you've written:

    "There have been times in my life--too many times, I'm sad to admit--I have spoken or acted so unthinkingly that I do not doubt that civilized people would be better off if I simply returned to the jungles where I spent so many of my years. Build myself a bamboo hut. Hang a sign over the door: Beware the Big Dumb Sh**. Use a stick to bang a hollowed-out log if I absolutely have to communicate."

    It sums up how I've felt too many times in my own life!

    (Written by Randy Wayne White in a novel called Captiva, page 180. The book is beyond terrible, deadly dull, but this one paragraph made it worth the entirely dull and uninspired reading it took to get there!).

    Thanks for sharing. I needed that laugh today!

    Elle (Tracy)
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