Friday, October 01, 2004

To Blog or Not To Blog...

That is the question.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous stump'dation,
Or to take arms against a sea of procrastination
And by opposing end them? To write,-- to edit--
Some more; and by an edit to say we end
The draft and the thousand natural shocks
First drafts are heir to,-- 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To write, -- to edit; --
To edit! perchance to publish: -- ay, there's the rub;
For in that edit of drafts what publications may come,
When we have shuffled off this substandard tripe,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes a calamity of so long an editation; [time,
For who would bear the whips and scorns of
The editor's wrong, the agent's contumely,
The pangs of despised reviewers, the printer's delay,
The insolence of critiquers, and the spurns
That patient merit of the other takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare keyboard? Who would criticism bear
To bleed and to sweat under a weary pen,
But that dread of something after publication, --
The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
No author returns, -- puzzles the will,
And makes us re-do those edits we have
Than to fly to drafts that we know not of?
Thus success does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of procrastination
Is painted over with the pale cast of blogging
And enterprises of great pith and moment,
With this regard, their inspirations turn away,
And lose the name of novels. Soft you now!
The fair blogation. Blog, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.




1 Comments:

At 9:34 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just wanted to be your first commenter. - Yoder :)

 

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