I’m not much of a New Year’s Resolution kind of guy, since I know that the holiday season and attendant travel actually extends until well after MLK Day in most years for my family, so it’s hard to get serious about making changes on January 1, when I know I’m likely to be on vacation somewhere decadent in the following few weeks. Lent always seems like a better arbitrary season for personal tweaks, as it falls after that extended holiday season, and bridges the spring season, when change is in the air already. Plus that whole 40 days and then it’s done thing is kind of nice, for some sorts of changes.
Autumn, too, finds us in a season of change, and that’s resonating with me right now. At home, Marcia is putting her gardens to bed for the winter, and we’ve recently acquired really awesome fluffy cold-weather bedding, and turned on the furnaces at work and home for the first time, creating that burnt dust smell that I strongly associate with winter’s approach. Golf season will probably wrap up in the next few weeks, and Marcia and I will return to work with our personal trainer in early November.
I’m looking at some health-related personal changes that month, too, since as a gentleman of an increasingly certain age, annoying things like cholesterol and sodium and blood sugar have, by circumstance, become items of deeper concern for me, requiring some modifications to long-held habits, many involving cheese, smoked meats and wine. I’ve also acquired a lot of new recording gear, and look forward to getting a home studio set up this winter to revive some long dormant creative activities as the snow flies and winds howl. Rage against the dying of the light . . . with guitar.
While these mostly quiet, personal, home-related changes are taking place, I’m also going to be making some more public changes in how I connect with the world in a digital format, which is how most of you reading this post have interacted with me over the years. You’ll see these rolling out in the next few days, so I’m leaving a description of them here in this post as a guide marker in case you can’t find me where you used to. Here’s the plan:
1. I’m permanently closing my Facebook account, including the Indie Moines group there. It used to be valuable to me as a promotional tool, but as Facebook has phased out organic placements of posts, I find myself connecting with an increasingly limited audience there, and the cost of time-wasting that occurs when I log in no longer offsets the benefit of doing so. Plus, you know, it’s Facebook. Been there, done that, tired of it.
2. While I don’t think it’s going to live up to the hype that it’s gained as the site that’s going to kill Facebook, I have joined Ello as an alternate social network for now. It’s still in beta, and it still requires an invitation to join, but if you are there, I am user @jericsmith, so feel free to add me to your noise or friends lists, and I’ll reciprocate. If you’d like an invitation, shoot me a note.
3. I’m going to maintain my Twitter account at @indiemoines, though I am re-branding my feed under my own name, rather than having the posts show up as having originated from Indie Moines. Same piffle and tripe, same location, just without the anonymity of the third party designation. It’s me tweeting in the first person now, not Indie Moines tweeting in the third.
4. And speaking of Indie Moines, the biggest change coming is this one: this domain expires this December, and I’m planning to retire the site at that point (though I will renew the domain registration, lest someone else snarf it up for nefarious purposes). Why am I doing this? From 1999 to 2007, my website and my blog were one and the same: J. Eric Smith Dot Com. But when I started blogging for a certain New York digital rag, and then that blew up and I set up Indie Albany in a fit of pique, and then I unexpectedly moved to Iowa and created Indie Moines as a continuation of the Indie Albany narrative, the website associated with my core brand — my name — began to languish in something of a netherworld between my professional and my creative life. This has allowed other J. Eric Smiths out there (there are a lot of us, surprisingly) to encroach on my digital turf, so, as with my Twitter account, I’m ready to reclaim my name and roll all of my online archives (dating back to 1995!) over to J. Eric Smith Dot Com, and to begin posting all new material there. This feels sensible since I rarely write about Des Moines or Iowa as specific topics anymore, instead focusing on things either larger or smaller or more national or more personal in scope, so the inquiries that Indie Moines generates don’t really have a lot of bearing on what I’m doing on the site at this point. So go ahead and click on one of those links above to my name website . . . look familiar? Same things that exist at Indie Moines, just under my own name, with some professional tabs preserved from my work sites for the folks interested in those sorts of things. Shift your bookmarks now if you’d like, as anything that appears here over the next two months will also appear there, and then at some point, this site will vanish. Poof!
There might be some other changes coming, too, but these are the ones that are feeling good and right for me now, as I watch the leaves fall and prepare myself — physically, psychologically, creatively, digitally — for the winter months ahead. Sing it, John Cale, since you know what I mean . . .