Another Butterfly to Follow

I assume anyone with a Blogger Blog looks at the same thing I do when they have the "manage posts" section open.  A list of their posts, drafts, scheduled publications and imported posts are there.  At the top a short list of filters exist so that the blogger can break down their existing list of posts, drafts, imported posts, and scheduled posts to these respective categories.  I recently began to utilize this feature just to find out how my huge list sorted out.

Of the 1196 entries there are 911 published posts since I began this blogging madness back in December of 2004.  With no scheduled or imported posts on the list, that leaves 285 drafts sprinkled in among the posts that actually saw the light of day.   I filtered out the published posts and began to open some of the drafts. 

I have what I call a 5% rule regarding my published posts.  That is I figure maybe 5% of what I wrote is worthy enough to be considered almost decent and may at some point be worth re-reading.   Applying this same rule to my list of drafts, that means about 14 of the drafts may be worth finishing and/or publishing.

I began to read these unfinished pieces.  So far it seems many are actually finished, but because of  the subject matter, its time has passed.  Commentary on events that have long ago lost their relevance as the event or occurrence has been buried by the time that has passed since.  Others are just not worthy of being saved.  And some are barely started and when I read them, I cannot for the life of me remember just what I was thinking when I started them. 

So what to do?  Delete them?  Or keep them?  In that I am trying to turn over a new leaf and not accumulate stuff anymore, it would make sense to lose them.  But the pack rat in me resists.  I find rationalization for their continued inclusion sneaking by and through the logical and probably smart notion of divesting myself of uneeded and unused crap.  They don't take up much room.  It's not like a corner of the house will suddenly be found or storage space in the basement  opened and emptied.  Deleting them will make no impression on my wife.  She wants my focus on the things we trip over day in and day out.

So wasting my time editing them is the logical thing to do.  Why you may ask?  Well, because this is the butterfly that flew in front of me today.  And I know enough about myself that following butterflies beats putting my nose to the grindstone nine times out of ten.

Later....................................
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