I found myself at work the other day, explaining what podcasts are to my boss. It was at that moment that I realized how much I have to learn about something I help in the weekly production of. Like writing poetry and blogging, podcasting is an ever-modifying way to share and express part of you and like so many things I endeavor to do, I’m learning as I go along.
In the last few months I’ve undertaken the production of a podcast and starting this month I will add more production time to my already impressively booked calendar. But like writing, each project is different and already I love the new things I have to learn from one of my favorite collaborative partners.
I will be sad when our emails and text threads are no longer filled with what we want to explore with the blog. I will miss having the weekly expectation to put a page of words down that show some semblance of coherent thought, but all good things come to an end.
I already see evidence of new and exciting discussions to come by simply glancing at my inbox. I love the writing and rewriting of ideas, the demolition and reconstruction of potential outlines. It shows me that whether we blog, wax poetic or record our meandering conversation; we understand some idea of what one another is trying to accomplish.
All of this revelation reminds me of the early days before we wrote to each other, the days where we just talked at length about whatever came to mind. Of course we’ve learned to be more structured since then, the stability and growth in our own lives helped us become more lucid writers. But I’m ready to transfer those skills into a new medium and I excited that you’ll be on the other end of the line.
There are still things to do; stories to share and deadlines to meet but I am thrilled to have our podcast to look forward to. It makes the ending of this chapter feel less final.
Googling “how do you define a podcast,”