Blogger's Remorse

Last night's post was merely an old article from my previous blog -- revisited, reviewed, re-edited, revised, re-linked and republished. That's the downside of blogging, at least for me. Sometimes I literally cringe when critiquing old posts ... what was I thinking? Where the hell did that come from? Was I on drugs at the time? WTF? I often want a do-over.

Meaningless post that one, I know, but a story that I recall finding amusing at the time, and a post that I remember finding quite enjoyable to write. Fast forward a few months, and forcing myself to deconstruct previous work, I decided to put this particular post under the knife for some nip and tuck. Just a self-assignment, really, to go back in time and make over what was no longer pleasing. No plans for a re-release whatsoever, just a simple writing exercise.

Well, I certainly won't be doing that in the future, I'll tell you that right now. "What's done is done" is my new maxim going forward. Seriously. You'd think that given pretty much the whole to begin with, all needed would be perhaps a tweak here and a deletion there to make me happy. But for me, not so much.

I spent hours, literally, making futile changes to an obsolete story that was hardly worth mentioning even in its time. Changes imperceptible to most (other than the removal of the nearly second half ... which, in fact, really had nothing to do with Hondo in the first place!) Drugs again, I'm guessing.

So at the end of the day (or I should say night ... it was going on midnight at the time), I figured what the hell? The "Publish" button beckoned, and with a single click the fruits of my pointless labor were validated.

Now if I could only do over last night's do-over. My apologies for that huge waste of time, when you could have been perusing porn or some such. Like I said, I've pledged to move forward sans regret, so I assure you that won't happen again. It was what it was, and it is what it is. Kind of like this particular and also-regrettable post. Oh well.