Why I love blogging

It gives me an excuse to write.

Richard Mitchell once said that we have the wrong idea about writing.
We think of it as a vehicle of communication; that its purpose is to
“communicate” what we think to others. He said that the great value of
writing, for him, is that the rigor of putting his thoughts on paper,
the rigor of making his logic follow, the rigor of supporting his
assertions with evidence, is the making, not the telling, of what he
thinks.

Okay, I have elongated and mangled and paraphrased his words. This is
the exact quote, and it is much shorter (and sweeter, and clearer) than
my attempt to explain him:

“I have
never yet written anything, long or short, that did not surprise me.
That is, for me at least, the greatest worth of writing, which is only
incidentally a way of telling others what you think. Its first use is
for the making of what you think, for the discovery of understanding,
an act that happens only in language.”

From the Introduction to The Gift of Fire by Richard Mitchell

All
I can say is, me too. That is why I love blogging: it gives me an
excuse to write. And that writing gives me an opportunity to discover
what I think.