Will: Hey dude.
Ted: Hey man, how goes it.
Will: Just writing in my blog.
Ted: Oh yeah, I forgot about that.
Will: So did I.
Ted: How long since you've posted on that thing?
Will: A few years, I think. Too lazy to check.
Ted: So what are you writing about?
Will: The neccessary apology entry for not posting more often.
Ted: Of course. (Looking at screen) You had a typo just then.
Will: I know.
Ted: You know? You put it there on purpose?
Will: No, it was an accident.
Ted: And you're not deleting it?
Will: That's the new rule. I won't hit delete. Whatever I type, stays.
Ted: Um, why?
Will: Because if I don't, nothing will ever get written. I'm too wracked with self-doubt to ever be fully satisfied with something I've created, so instead of slaving over it, I'll just leave it.
Ted: Even if you're readers have trouble reading through the typos?
Will: I don't plan on having any.
Ted: Typos?
Will: Readers.
Ted: ...You're writing a blog you don't intend for anyone to read?
Will: Kind of.
Ted: Isn't that just... ...a diary?
Will: Not really. I'm not going to prevent anyone from reading it, but I won't post it anywhere else. I'm not going to promote it, or anything like that. I'll just use my twitter and facebook for music promotion and whatnot, but this is for me to write on and not worry about what people think about it.
Ted: Whatever floats your boat, dude.
Will: It's been so long since I've made an honest go at writing something I like, and though I'm not going to put much work into it, I want... ...I just want to write. In any form.
Ted: That's cool. (Looking at screen again) Wait, is that a script you're writing?
Will: Not really, that's just the form I'm using.
Ted: What form?
Will: Did you ever read Plato's "The Republic?"
Ted: Okay. One, I don't read. Two, that sounds like something that could possibly make me smarter, so even if I did read, I wouldn't read it.
Will: Right. Anyway, a philosopher from ancient Greece wrote in a dialogue form that basically consisted of a man spouting off his beliefs and fictitious characters around him to propose questions for him to answer and validate his statements.
Ted: That's not a bad idea.
Will: That's what I thought, so that's what I'm doing.
Ted: Word. While you're writing your blog that no one is going to read, I'll be in the kitchen eating your food.
Will: Have fun.
