REARRANGING PAGES.

That was my first blog post. It was meant to be my only blog post, with all the action occurring on the blog pages instead of on the landing page.
   It came to me, late in the day, that if I published stories in those pages...anyone following the blog by e-mail would be left in the dark.
   The e-mail warning about new content only goes out if new content is a blog post and not a page post. Thanks for that, Blogger.
   Therefore, I must post on the blog to announce new pages of fiction. It's like having a butler announce this shit by handing out a card off a silver tray. In the same room as the person who gave the butler the card in the first place.
   Then there's a candlestick telephone call to distant acquaintances who must be kept informed of startling developments.
    What's the beef? My mission statement, for what it is worth, will now be shunted down the blog posts out of sight. My intention is not to have a blog archive worth bothering over. It's the pages I want to use, for stories.
   So...the blog posts are only there to trigger an e-mail warning for people who actually follow this blog, letting them know that something is stirring in page-land.
   Bless those distant acquaintances. Think of them whenever they vomit. But don't just think of them then.
   Why is Blogger so annoying, with its fixed pages and fluid blog posts? I just want the pages, and an e-mail warning when those pages appear.
   Too easy.
   Because the mission statement now trickles out of sight, I'm forced to shunt the statement onto a permanent page. Done. Dusted. It'll be dusted again, I'm sure.