Broken Filter -- Signing Off

It’s been said that all great television series last one season longer than they should have. Perhaps the same can be said of blogs. When I began Broken Filter a few years ago, it was just a hobby – a means by which to vet my writing skills against public exposure, and hopefully mature and grow as a writer. Quickly, blogging became a passion and came along at a time in my life when it was likely filling other voids. It made me happy.

Time, however, has a funny way of taking those things that bring us the most joy and placing them stubbornly just beyond our reach. After a year of blogging, I found my passion for it had withered, my material was weakening, and the ambition was quickly fading. I couldn’t even get through a few posts on my trip to Greece without falling off the proverbial wagon and procrastinating beyond the point when it didn’t make sense anymore.

Writing, for me, is a double edged sword. I love it, and to an extent, I believe I am good at it. But it’s funny how quickly we become beholden to that which we love most. Somewhere along the way, I simply ran out of things to say, and I lost my edge for finding catchy ways to say them.

So, with this final post, I am retiring Broken Filter, to slip away into the depths of the World Wide Web and be stumbled across by random Googling or online picture thieving.

For everyone who has followed Broken Filter for the last two years – trekked with me across all 50 states, watched my skills as a writer wobble and mature, tolerated my attempts at humor, and smiled at my sometimes-offensive liberalism – thank you! I hope our paths will cross again.

All the best,

Brian