I was so excited to have a blog of my own, but once I made this one, I was strangely stymied. I wrote a few posts on a friend's and it was just easy as pie. But it's different now. How do I get over this, whatever it is?
What am I afraid of? I took responsibility for what I wrote before now-- I either put my name on papers or had a picture-signature-thing, so what is my deal? It's almost the endless possibilities. I can say whatever I want, and someone will read it. Someone I might not even know. Some person who can only judge me based on what I have to say and how I say it. And that's not even mentioning grammar, spelling, and malapropism.
So what am I supposed to say? How can I sound like I know what I'm talking about, even if I don't? Can I write an intellectual experiment one day, a review of a book the next, and a weird story a week later or is that weird? When I write about things that bother me or things that I find interesting, how do i know that I have similar-minded people reading?
And therein is the beauty and horror of the information age. A friend of mine wisely stated that,
"There is simply so much information that the only information that we share is the information that differentiates itself from all the other information. If we then want to be successful in that sort of environment what we need to do is be different."
but being too different is the worst thing to be. There has to be a balance, I just have to find it. I guess the only was to do it is just write whenever I have the time, and just hope that you all, whoever sees this, gets what I am talking about. Gets how I see things. Gets me. Because that's all I can ensure about the posts here. They won't be regular, there won't even be a pattern in content or subject, but they will all be 100% me.
Someday, I might be comfortable with that.
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