A couple of weeks ago I published my 500th piece on Free Refills. Pretty cool. Also cool: it happened and I didn't even realize it. It was just one more piece until a few days later when I was looking at the whole list of published pieces and was like, "Hey, look at that." So let's pause a moment for high-fives. Great job, team!
So. A delightfully round number of published pieces to serve as an important milestone: check. Regular assertions that what I'm doing here is Not a Blog: check. And yet I continue to present my material in quintessentially blog-like reverse chronology, as though I actually believe that the reader's relationship with the writing should be measured by a given piece's proximity to the present day. (I do have a handful of categories in the categories menu, but I rarely do much with them.)
500 pieces. Instead of apologizing for any perceived failing or making any promises about what I'm going to do with what I've written, I'm going to note how much creative energy exists in 500 completed pieces. I'm going to imagine and expect that there is great energy to be found in the juxtaposition and exploration of those pieces. And I'm going to smile, and I'm going to take a full, centered breath, and in doing so I will further open myself to the energy that's driven and continues to drive all that I've done and all that I'm doing.