Old bloggers never die, they just get archived

Science writer Steven Johnson writes on his blog‘s first birthday: “I suspect the most rewarding part of all of this will arrive ten or twenty years from now, reading through the archives in chronological order, making all the long-forgotten connections (‘That’s right — we were just moving into the Brooklyn house when I came up with the idea for that book,’ etc.)”

I sometimes find it uncanny rereading old posts. I can still remember the color of the sunset reflected off the apartments opposite our house in Mareil Marly when I wrote my first blog post. These things are textual snapshots imprinted with the scent and texture of the moment.