Lately I’ve been having not so much a hard time writing as a hard time not writing crap. I’ve been dutifully sitting down for an hour a day with an attitude of, “Well, the main thing is trying. Doing. Not flaking. Writing. Anything above and beyond that is gravy.” And I’ve been producing a bunch of stuff that’s unpublishable. Either it’s too ragey or too personal or too irritatingly ambiguous. Lots of “Dear Diary,” but not much “Dear Internet.” I want to blog about things that are on my mind but I don’t want *all* of the things on my mind to be on my blog. And skirting around issues in a way that’s satisfying for both the writer and the reader is tricky.