Thursday, August 24, 2006

"If You Were A Book...

What kind of book would you be?"

Have you ever stopped and looked back at the volume of writing you've done? It blows my mind that I have now made 624 posts. Some were easy, some were hard. Some draft posts have been written but have not ever been posted. Some drafts have existed for over a year and are still not completed. Possibly never will be.

What's all this have to do with books?

I just was wondering if you took all of my posts, or anyone's posts for that matter, and printed them out, and bound them in a book, would the whole thing make any sense?


  1. My almost knee-jerk reaction to blogs was to write a book called "Blogging, the Old Fashioned Way".

    I would be a sarcastic, cynical, humorous, and sometimes serious book. Somewhat existential, not caring about time or space.

  2. Quipper!

    Does anything "written" on the internet really exist, since there is no physical evidence of it except for some phosporescent radiance?

  3. Scottius - ya got me! All my smart-alek responses just won't cut it here.

  4. Quipper!

    Huh? What are we talking about?

  5. Industrious people make money turning others' blogs into books! I keep planning to print up my blog, entry by entry (or maybe day by day) and fashion into a book, but I keep putting the task off. The thought of it is now so big that it makes me procrastinate even further.

    Blog Book links:

    Turn your post into a letter to congress:

    And turn your blog into an excuse for intelligent conversation (an idea that Lutherans latched onto a long time ago, right?):

  6. TK!

    It's amazing how much you know about this blogging stuff. Maybe you got some pointers from Mr. Hicks.

    Sometimes it pays to be "connected".

  7. One more thing, if I were a book and I was Barbara Walters, I'd shut myself. :)

  8. Scottius - I have many partial remarks to make regarding anything "written" on the internet. I just can't complete any of them. You stumped me. :-)

  9. Quipper!

    I'm stumped 97.6% of the time. And it happens to the best of us, too.