They say that, these days, one shouldn’t try to start a niche blog. Instead, one should optimize each page, each article, each thought. I’ve never figured out how to make all of my various interests work together, much less for one audience, but I suppose they all do have one uniting thread: me.

So I’m late to the blogging game, after many false starts. I’ve tried to set up niche sites, but can never keep up the interest. But each day my brain is full of thoughts and ideas that I’d like to jot down.

I think a lot about:

• K-pop and the architecture of aural and visual aesthetics
• My recent conversion to #zerocarb and what it means to be a carnivore
  • Gut health and habits, and what those means for life
  • The broken, dysfunctional modern health system
• The alt-right, modern politics, and how people think
• See also: memes, both visual and mental
• Wanting to try out old forms of aesthetic production like prayer books and Elizabethan blackwork (a style of needlepoint)
• Clothes, and what they say rhetorically
• Personality types and persuasion
• Organizational structure, and the structure of power/unseen forces

One thing I’ve learned in my diet adventures is that sometimes it takes a number of false starts before that moment when everything clicks into place and you suddenly don’t have to think about it anymore.

Now that I think about it, that same pattern happened when I trained myself to floss every night. (Sidenote: I’ve been somewhat more lax about flossing since I stopped eating plants, as there’s very little that gets stuck between my teeth anymore. I must not let myself get lazy.)

I envision Batfort ultimately as a place where I talk about “deeper” interests. I fancy myself someone who can talk about philosophy, and who can build a deep appreciation of aesthetics and Truth. But I’m not there yet (not nearly).

At the same time, I also realize that it takes time to build the discipline and the knowledge and the experience to become Wise.  So perhaps it’s better that I view this as a sketchbook, a notebook to chronicle my development into the woman that I want to be.

I’ve always loved the writings of graphic-designers-who-think. During my time in formal education, I learned to value the opinions of real-world artisans in my visual communication design classes over the untethered academics in the English department. At the same time, I’m always deeply disappointed at the lack of intellectual diversity from the design folks; as of today I’ve encountered precisely one right-leaning design commentator (maybe two, now that I think about it).

They say if you can’t find what you want to read, you should write it.

Well, I’m writing.