Can’t Believe We Made It

So this is the Sacrists’ 100th article… Well, I can’t believe we made it but I’m a pessimist. So I guess it’s only fair that I talk about how we got here. Or rather answer the question of how do I write? Well, that’s simple. Sweatshops. I recommend Uyghur. Too soon? Fine… I’ll be serious. But not too serious.

I have over the course of this blog’s existence attempted to write stuff that I genuinely find interesting and/or am passionate about. It may be a first-world problem, but sometimes this can be rather difficult. I come to really hate writing about the news of the week. There are hundreds if not thousands of others who do this work if not admirably then with alacrity. I still, however, find politics and culture to be valuable and interesting topics. So to deal with this apparent impasse I opt to focus on broader, more abstract problems and topics. I do occasionally speak about things that enrage me (it’s constant really), but it’s more of a rant I find.

I will usually find inspiration from conversations that I have in everyday life (my imaginary friend Paul is very insightful). I read quite a bit, usually, at least five or six articles and a bit from books every day, and listen to perhaps too many podcasts. Because of that, it gives me plenty of ideas as well. At random moments ideas will come to me and if you the reader could see all the places I have written ideas down… Get your head out of the gutter!

Over time, I have discovered that it is generally better to write only two to three-page pieces. They are far less time-consuming to produce, easier to edit, and (I hope) easier to read. This has the effect of constraining what I write about i.e not too many histories of history. I try to stay away from too much doom and gloom if I can, as well as to not be too prescriptive (you can’t assume too much these days).

When I sit down to write I usually do it in one sitting. I find if I break it up too much I lose the thread of the piece. As I pray you have noticed, I try to include plenty of wit in my writing. I think if we all learned to laugh a little more, while not laughing too much, we would be better off. I am not a professional in any sense of the word, therefore, methinks I can be a bit more festoon with my writing. I also try to write as simply as I can; walking my readers along with me as I think. Because of this, I keep the complexity to a minimum. For this reason, I despise with the hatred of a thousand suns most if not all academic writing. For precision, they sacrifice clarity; they miss the forest for the trees. Or perhaps they are just bad writers.

When writing, I will always play music in the background (or foreground depending on volume). Some weeks it might be power metal (I recommend Beast in Black, Sabaton, and Dan Vosc) or it might be Avenged Sevenfold or perhaps acapella/folk. It helps to get me in the mood to write.

Finally, we edit. I’ll first go through my piece once or three; generally reading it out loud. I’ll then send it to my comrade Commissar Thomas. He’ll read through it, rudely taking out perhaps overwrought and rude jokes, and generally making sure that the piece is fit for service. The bar is pretty low for that. I in turn will read through his and marvel at how much work, dedication, research, specialty, and care he puts into his work. I will then receive an angry message over the lackadaisical way with which I take my work. Then we will both painstakingly decide on the photos that truly convey the depth and meaning that is our pieces…. Anyways we then try to figure out how to work Facebook (Nemo. His name is Nemo) then we try to come up with a semi-funny line that will represent our sweat, blood, and tears to the world via our Facebook comment. This is how we do it.


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