While the idea of serial, all-encompassing blog fiction fascinates me, it’s the tiny drops that have me coming back again and again. Like Oblivio’s find of an unsent email to a girlfriend several years ago. It’s likely to be fiction. It’s not really or necessarily part of a larger narrative. I know I can not read Oblivio for weeks and not have to catch up. Or I can spend hours reading the archives.
Non-committal reading. Should I worry that I like that? Or simply smile to know that un-committed as I am, I’ve actually been returning to Oblivio’s weblog every few days or weeks or months for a couple of years now. Some would call that loyalty.