Never say never. I never do.

I did it. I bit the bullet. I’ve created a blog- something I’ve intentionally resisted for a while now. Like facebook. Like Texting. Like marrying a pastor. Like adopting. Like owning a dog. Like eating raw fish. All things I’ve now done and all things that have turned out to be good. Surprisingly good. Some, even extraordinary.
So why my resistance to having a blog?
Partly because Blogging lends itself to self- absorption. It’s all me, me, me. Yep. I said it. Now that I’ve offended half of you, please realize that I’m blogging these words. So. I guess that means I’m self-centered. I’ve had a sneaking suspicion of this for some time now.
Secondly, as a writer, I’m apprehensive of putting anything in print that I haven’t wrestled with, rewritten, edited, and sweated over. And I just can’t- or won’t- commit to that kind of commitment with a blog. (then again this may end up being another example of never say never.)
So here’s how I’ve reconciled these reservations:
Self Absorbed? Yes, blogs can be. But they also have the potential of being expressive, engaging, helpful, uplifting, and sometimes even cathartic. (sometimes even for the reader.) As far as writing and posting something that might not be up to par in terms of its publish-ability, (case in point… I don’t even think that’s a word!) that may be a good thing. It might be liberating to free the ideas that float in and out of mind without worrying about word count and query letters.
So in light of the free-spiritedness of the twenty-first century blog, my postings will be random. They will be sporadic. They may include book recommendations, or thoughts on writing in general, or possibilities for sushi rolls, or three in the morning insomnia induced ramblings or, if I’m brave enough, political musings. I just don’t know yet.
This is all new to me. Like texting was four weeks ago. Which, by the way, I can’t live without. I mean, how else in the world could I ask my hubby to pick up a Chicago roll on the way home?
Let the rambling begin.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Dg2.5 says:

    just wait til I get you on Twitter 🙂

  2. I'm not a texting fan. too cheap to have a good enough phone.I'm a twitter fan. short. sweet. to the point.I'm an occasional blogger. external processing.I'm on an FB break and in just these few days it has already liberated my soul from thinking that the internet NEEDS me. Phwew. Glad we got that cleared up.I canNOT wait to read your musings and join the conversation. I don't like Sushi. But I love you buckets. So that'll do. :)Stephie

  3. Kate says:

    ah, you and I are so alike, although I didn't resist blogging. I did resist FB and resisted Twitter even more. I resisted the iPod touch and resisted DVR (although Jay didn't : )once i'm done with school we should connect again. i'm going to try writing (for myself) more.

  4. Alicia says:

    I'm laughing already.. and liberated just by reading your confessions 🙂 You know I have a love-hate relationship with blogging. And that I've never learned to text, use Facebook, Twitter, or change the oil in my van for that matter. I CAN however excavate a chewed-up-Hot-Tamale from toddler hair while talking on the phone, cooking supper, and wiping a preschooler's bottom. Who needs virtual life to improve our efficiency? 🙂 Can't wait to read more— Alicia

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