On the menu for today...
...I have come to realize that I have some slight fears about starting this blog thingamajig. Right now, it doesn't matter much because I don't have any followers. One person has viewed my last entry besides me, although that's not absolutely for certain...maybe that one person WAS me; it's hard to tell.
But anyway, the point is I have some reservations about sharing with others that I have started blogging. Literally no one knows about it at the moment; not even my boyfriend, who I tell everything to. It's not that I was or am trying to keep this from people, but it just slipped my mind to tell anyone, even him. Then today I realized, "I could share with my Facebook friends that I'm writing a blog now!" But then all of the sudden momentary panic set in.
"Do I really want to expose myself to that kind of transparency??" I thought. This blog is supposed to help me as a creative outlet; not necessarily be a way for my family and certain nosy friends who aren't really friends at all to stalk my life from the inside. I don't mind if people I know read the thing, because obviously I won't step out of certain boundaries of personal privacy in my posts. But at the same time, I don't want anything I say to be used against me somehow.
For instance, I may post something that seems totally harmless to me, and then have it kersplatted (told you I make up words) back in my face because someone disagrees with whatever I said or talked about. I've no interest in having anything kersplatted in my face. But I can think of at least three people off the top of my head that are frequent kersplatters, and I don't really want them getting their hands on my innermost thoughts, you know what I mean??
Another reservation is the possibility of writing to no one. Is it going to help me regardless to just keep writing and writing and not care one way or the other if anybody reads any of it? Or is that just a waste of my time? Or is it all just psychological mumbo jumbo either way?
Also, I worry that I won't have anything worthwhile to say more times than not. I'm not the most interesting person, and I don't have the most exciting life. It's busy, and it's definitely versatile in some ways, but that may just depend on your perspective. I don't travel (unless you count basic college-age trips to visit friends within a 600 mile radius from home), I own no exotic pets with strange names that can do cool tricks, I don't drive a motorcycle on the weekends with a skintight body suit to match, I don't know anybody famous, I don't have any unique talents to share with the world, I'm just....here! Doing what I do.
But maybe it's not about what you say as much as how you say it. Hmmmm....
Anywho. That's pretty much it. Guess I'll keep writing just for kicks and giggles and then if I decide to share eventually, cool. And if not, that's cool too. It's all cool!
Again, I leave you with a thought of the day:
Not everything that's worth it is easy, and not everything that's easy is worth it.
-Amber
But anyway, the point is I have some reservations about sharing with others that I have started blogging. Literally no one knows about it at the moment; not even my boyfriend, who I tell everything to. It's not that I was or am trying to keep this from people, but it just slipped my mind to tell anyone, even him. Then today I realized, "I could share with my Facebook friends that I'm writing a blog now!" But then all of the sudden momentary panic set in.
"Do I really want to expose myself to that kind of transparency??" I thought. This blog is supposed to help me as a creative outlet; not necessarily be a way for my family and certain nosy friends who aren't really friends at all to stalk my life from the inside. I don't mind if people I know read the thing, because obviously I won't step out of certain boundaries of personal privacy in my posts. But at the same time, I don't want anything I say to be used against me somehow.
For instance, I may post something that seems totally harmless to me, and then have it kersplatted (told you I make up words) back in my face because someone disagrees with whatever I said or talked about. I've no interest in having anything kersplatted in my face. But I can think of at least three people off the top of my head that are frequent kersplatters, and I don't really want them getting their hands on my innermost thoughts, you know what I mean??
Another reservation is the possibility of writing to no one. Is it going to help me regardless to just keep writing and writing and not care one way or the other if anybody reads any of it? Or is that just a waste of my time? Or is it all just psychological mumbo jumbo either way?
Also, I worry that I won't have anything worthwhile to say more times than not. I'm not the most interesting person, and I don't have the most exciting life. It's busy, and it's definitely versatile in some ways, but that may just depend on your perspective. I don't travel (unless you count basic college-age trips to visit friends within a 600 mile radius from home), I own no exotic pets with strange names that can do cool tricks, I don't drive a motorcycle on the weekends with a skintight body suit to match, I don't know anybody famous, I don't have any unique talents to share with the world, I'm just....here! Doing what I do.
But maybe it's not about what you say as much as how you say it. Hmmmm....
Anywho. That's pretty much it. Guess I'll keep writing just for kicks and giggles and then if I decide to share eventually, cool. And if not, that's cool too. It's all cool!
Again, I leave you with a thought of the day:
Not everything that's worth it is easy, and not everything that's easy is worth it.
-Amber
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