to write everyday and about everyday existence

it's the 19th anniversary of horsemouth starting blogging (or it was a few days ago) 

'horsemouth began to write everyday and about his everyday existence (in a thinly fictionalised fashion)'

it structures his life nicely - he gets up, he writes, he 'publishes'.  and because he enjoys it he has made it a daily act.

but of course he is not writing really (he is typing it in) and of course he is not publishing it really, he sticks the file on a computer where other people may find it if they know that it is there (but are unlikely to find it otherwise). 

he used to 'write' in the morning before he went off to work now he 'writes' the day before and merely 'publishes' in the morning (with minor revisions). 

and then he starts 'writing' again (as he is doing now) because he enjoys it. 

he used to write extensive notes in his work diary during the day on what he was reading and on what he encountered and this used to feed into his blogging the next day - this doesn't happen anymore. 

a similar thing happens with music these days - the musicians record to suit themselves, they record and edit the songs on a computer they publish them by putting the file on another computer, and then people who know it is there may listen to it, download it or pay for it as they wish. 

there is (of course) still the physical book or the physical record or CD or the gig but quite how they fit into this economy as a 'thing' is repositioned. the making of becomes the activity that is documented with social media in many ways replacing the gig or the recording as the performance. . 

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'while walking, so many things pass through one’s head, the brain rages...' - werner herzog, of walking in ice. 

but of course if you don't keep a notebook these ideas, rages and reveries are lost. (for example horsemouth does not have easy access to his dreams. he needs to keep a notebook by his bedside to record them). 

this is a similar idea to rousseau's reveries of a solitary walker, this is certainly true of horsemouth. he often stomps along in a high old dudgeon refighting old battles (and then he remembers that he doesn't need to anymore). 

horsemouth has left herzog to his journey, without a physical copy of the book (or the full digital file) horsemouth has no way of following him. 

it is a cold and frost morning (which gives him some sympathy for herzog). last night a video call with enza and michelangelo. while explaining he hasn't been doing much music he was reminded he has the harmonium here.