You know, when I was a kid (shouldn't all new journals, electronic or otherwise, start off this way?)...
I would daydream in abstract concepts...not fully understanding the how's or the why's, not really able to communicate these concepts or stories effectively in any medium...looking forward to a future when I would take full advantage of this industrialized machine we call home. I'd make some $$$ to buy the tools necessary to perform the psyche-surgery and remove those dormant embryos gestating in my skull and get the stuff OUT THERE.
Sometimes I'd fret about the NUMBER of ideas I might have (or NOT have)...or, if they sit for too long, would they get "spoiled" from all the junk food imagery coming at us from all directions. Ultimately, I resolved myself to the belief that, spoiled or not, as soon as I have the TOOLS, they're coming OUT...and I'll keep producing them as long as I can...as many or as few as they are. Screw trying to justify or qualify or compare or contrast.
Well...it's the future.
I HAVE the tools. Lots of them.
SO, why am I leaking out stories and projects at a snail's pace?
Hmmm...
Perhaps, over the course of this thing, I'll either figure that out, or forget the question and start DOING stuff.
I'm hoping for the latter...