Summer of My (Dis)Content

Last month, I decided to take a week off from blogging after Portuguese school ended so I could focus on hosting the Argonauts vs. Phoenix MLQ series. Then, I took another week off to relax. Then another week, and another week, and then suddenly it’s over a month later and I’m wondering where the time went.

I hated thinking about it because I was looking at it as time wasted. Then I would put off writing some more and keep digging myself into a hole, et cetera and ad nauseam. My infuriating tendency to make the perfect the enemy of the good has left me with a pile of drafts that I’ve started and (mostly) abandoned. Even the stuff I have managed to finish and get published lately feels stale, like a shadow of myself.

There’s this drive to maximize every opportunity, to grab it by the scruff of the neck and drain it of every drop of potential. That’s especially true in the world of online content, a voracious beast that is never satisfied and demands timely, digestible tidbits. When you miss out on publishing during windows like the 20th anniversary of Harry Potter (RIP that draft), you kick yourself for not planning ahead.

Worshipping this idea of hustle, of #cantstopwontstop, and of making every moment productive just isn’t healthy. It makes you fixate on the things you aren’t doing and overlook the things you are doing. It makes you over commit and eventually burn out.

And by “you,” I really mean me. Burned out is not a good look on me.

Are you sick of my excuses and self-flagellation yet? Because I am. I’ve decided to make things a little easier on myself. Instead of demanding perfection, I just want to publish something good. Twice a week, Tuesdays and Fridays, sounds like a sane schedule and something I can balance with work, volunteering, and a personal life. Consistency is something I’ve struggled with but I can come up with two good things a week. Sometimes they may not be as good, but on the other hand, sometimes they might be great.

Anyway, thanks for reading. It’s been nearly a year since I bought this domain and made Barcelos Knows a reality. There’s still so much that I don’t know—but I’m working on it.

Looking ahead…

Not all of those drafts have been buried in the graveyard of abandoned ideas. Here’s a handful that I’ll be bringing back from the dead in the coming weeks.

  • #BarcelosClothes: The poll on my next experiment is now closed. The winner is… cold shoulder tops. Ugh.
  • I managed to tie together quidditch and Portuguese poetry and let me tell you, I am excited.
  • If you’re a fan of my rants taking on shitty behavior and institutions, you are in for a treat.

Fridays with Fernando: Mar Português

Fernando Pessoa statue in the Jardim das Poetas. Oeiras, Portugal. Fernando Pessoa stencil in the Bairro Alto. Lisbon, Portugal.

My blog’s tagline is “Things I know and love include: Portugal, quidditch, books & brews, and my life in San Jose.” But even though Portugal is first in that sentence, I write about quidditch way more.

As much as I’ve invested a lot of myself into the sport, that’s not all who I am or all I want to be known for. That’s is why I’ve been trying to diversify my writing lately. While I may not have written as much Portuguese content, my culture is a big part of who I am. If you’re reading this, I’m probably your token Portuguese friend. You know, the person who comes to mind when you come across anything Portuguese related.

If you’ve heard me talk about anything Portuguese for any length of time, I’ll eventually start gushing about my literary boyfriend: Fernando Pessoa. I’ve written about his work from time to time but I wanted to make a regular feature out of it. So, Fridays with Fernando was born.

I’ll save a tl;dr post about his life and work for another week. For today, I want to give you a taste of why this man’s words are always on my lips.

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