"Busty Sphinx" or "The Unique Gift of a Secret Blog"

Writing an anonymous blog during the years that I did unlocked me in ways I hadn't expected. When you write as an occupation, you must concern yourself with markets and audiences, trends and tropes. It's possible to wake up one morning and realize you can't remember why you wanted to write in the first place.

There is magic in writing for an audience, yet not writing for an audience. It can bring you to a level of raw honesty if you let it. And such honesty can bring you back to the well--the source of what you long to say.

In the entry I'll share today, I was clearly having second thoughts about the project:

http://gardenofmirth.blogspot.com/2006/01/busty-sphinx.html

Like this only legless. And gold. And a Christmas ornament. Okay, not like this.