Hi, I just established a new Substack and Medium account. Here are the links:

I will still update on this blog, and I will also post on Substack and Medium.

For Substack, I share my “ký” writings - personal reflections, observations, and viewpoints that capture my thoughts and experiences.

For Medium, I will write on technical topics, mostly focus on deep learning engineering and AI engineering.

Some thoughts on balancing between writing with freedom and writing with a serious manner:

This blog allows me to customize everything freely, and I can just write without the distraction of thinking: Are there any readers of my post? Is there someone following and finding my content useful? Is there someone who subscribes and waits for my new posts? Will anyone reply to my post? Since I haven’t added any function to the blog to help answer those questions, it is just a static page, just like a book, focused only on the reading experience.

I often thought, the purpose of my writing is to just write things down. It could be a spark of a moment that urges me to write something, could be a thought, an observation, or a tutorial, and everything just flows naturally. This is like writing without worrying about being right. Then comes the desire to share it with the world - or more exactly, sharing it with those who can resonate with it. There is a lot of content I haven’t published and will not publish. To publish a post, a video, or a drawing, I need to take care of it, need to polish it, and if it is a tutorial, I need to research it, so as not to rely solely on my empirical knowledge. Also, I need to think about my readers, their feelings, my feelings, and what I should show. Usually, this makes me hesitate and extinguishes the joy of publishing.

Recently, some signs have appeared, and I think, maybe, my dream of seven years ago could slowly start again. Around seven years ago, I published some online novels in Vietnamese, dreamed of being an author, and supported my living with it. My novel got some amount of attention, but the time spent sitting in front of the computer, scratching my head trying to polish the text and think about new plots, drained all of my excitement, and I stopped, disappearing from the community. Two years ago, in 2023, almost every Saturday night, I stopped by “Salon Văn hoá Cà phê thứ Bảy”, found a seat, and quietly listened to old Vietnamese chamber music, foreign opera, and narration by artist Dương Thụ. In here, he often shared that this is not a tearoom, this is a place where artists could come and share their true selves with their audience, who could also listen, enjoy, get to know the artist, and not pay them to demand their own desires. Until now, even though it’s been a long time since I’ve visited, this place still occupies a special place in my heart. And when trying to find an answer for balancing between writing with freedom and writing with a serious manner, that idea is recalled, a platform could help me start the first step, and slowly, I hope I will be able to publish more.