There was a lot of talk of people giving up blogging last year, probably a combination of Facebook, Twitter and generally running out of words. But I'm excited to see that lots of people who haven't posted for ages have started again. (I'm not adding any links in case I spook them.)
But I also suspect we're gradually working out what this kind of short-form, periodic writing is good for.
One thing it's clearly brilliant at is diaries, not writing your own, but reading historical ones. I find reading a diary all at once a bit dense. But reading it at the same pace it was written, relating it to the rhythms and coincidences of your own life, is perfect.
The daddy is still Phil Gyford's Pepys' Diary. A joyous thing, a work of love, a gift to the internet. It's more than a diary, it's a daily portal to Pepys' whole world. Just look here at all the things Phil has done to enhance the basic diary. If you've not looked before the Story So Far section will get you going. You should subscribe.
And I recently discovered (via a mention on the radio I think) WW1: Experiences Of An English Soldier, which is a fantastic thing; transcripts of the letters received from a WW1 soldier, posted 90 years after they were written. With all sorts of additional commentary and scans and context. Again, it seems to make the thing more meaningful, to read it at the pace it was written.
Slightly different, but equally useful and captivating is Matt Webb's RSSification of The Notebooks Or Leonardo Da Vinci. I'd never read this any other way. It's too big, too daunting, too abstract. But, as a little slice of thought in my bloglines reader everyday it's brilliant, a welcome alternative to all the wittering about brand utility and GPS. And, very often, there's something in there that makes you stop and think and want to explore more.
I wonder what else could/should be dismantled and delivered like this.