Honestly, I have created way too many blogs for any one’s taste. It all began when I was in middle school. I wanted to publish stories about our class and school, which I did with friends, and most teachers seemed to love following that blog. As a young twenty-something, this soul searching for blogging found its way when I created genage.me as a personal blog. I was and have always been very infatuated with The New Yorker whose publishing has always inspired me to write essays of a similar fashion in my own words. I did write several pieces on genage.me but I couldn’t keep up.
Enes.life as a personal blog where quick notes and reviews of things I watched and read came as a quick solution to keep up with blogging and publishing. I would only have to write real quick articles on enes.life and genage.me would preserve its the New Yorker like quality. Enes.life would just roll around my life and as such, it reflected my tastes in things to watch and read. But I failed to pay for the damn hosting service, which brought an abrupt end to both of my lovely blogs. Then I somehow revived enes.life as a general purpose blog for all things. But I couldn’t keep up with it, either.
Then, this blog you’re on came to fruition, suddenly, as all things with me generally do. And I spent so many months sitting idly and scratching, oh, I do have many things, either striking, or absolutely boredom inflicting. Will I just be able to keep up? Maybe I should write something to keep up, I mean, about keeping up.