Oh goodness have I been thinking about LIFE......take a seat.
The other day Chelsea Talks Smack, the entire blog was deleted for approximately, 2 hours.
The entire thing.
Before I delve into how dramatic that ACTUALLY was for me, I should probably mention a couple things; A. I don't back anything up, likely because I run on a combination of faith meets head in the sand and B. I'm entirely inept when it comes to computers. I know, I know, I'm "online," but not in the way that most bloggers i.e. technically savvy people are. I write the blog, I click publish. I meet my muse, we do our dance, we share.
I don't pay attention to things that happen in "tech" (read: I don't particularly care), I don't "update my look at feel," or organize my social outlets- I don't network, I mean I. don't. network. I don't make buttons, or return emails promptly- I generally have a hard time treating my art like my business, because it's like trying keep your eyes open during an orgasm to make sure you don't miss anything- when really all you want to do it have the orgasm, because it's so lovely. The problem is creativity is my life, so my life has to be my business.
While, I've been a basically a fulltime web/blogger/internet chick for the last six years, I'm a little burnt out on the whole thing, EXCEPT for my blog- which really should have been the focus from the beginning; my voice, my brand, my creativity.
Which means, I should stop flipping off the internet with one hand while love petting it with the other.
All that to say; when my blog was suddenly erased entirely from my life, I realized- I better start taking this shit a little bit more seriously. Hey yo.
My blog in the darkest of times, or the most LOST I've been, has been the one. constant. steady. thing. When My Love and I broke up, it was the only reason I didn't retreat into woodsy area twenty miles off a dusty road to be eaten by wildebeests and rabid Praying Manti' (Mantises?) whatever (ooo good one, dramatic Chels, really nice)- my blog has seen me from Los Angeles, to New York City, from the Road to the Roots and everywhere in between, it's like a thumb, neglected, but necessary. As she then thinks of all the things one could do with only four fingers....::walks around, picking things up::
I'm starting to wonder if perhaps there needs to be a rebirth of Chelsea Talks Smack....
....after almost losing her completely, I recognize how important she is to me, but that she needs a fresh coat of paint. The thing about paint is that there's so many different things you can do with it- I want to remain genuine to the VOICE of CTS, but maybe there needs to be some added detailing;
There are days when I consider scraping the whole thing all together, becoming a Hare Krisha or a children's book author and giving up the web entirely..... (until eventually I'd end up writing a blog about giving up blogging) hm.
More love talk, more inspirational juju? Pictures, videos? More grab-life-by-the-balls-and-twist-it? Less of that? These are the questions that I'm throwing around in my head.
I read once that Anna Wintour's greatest quality she said is decisiveness. Looks like if I want to be taken seriously, I need to make some more serious decisions.
WHAT "serious" DECISIONS DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE?