I Am The Turtle
Writing a blog is SO much more intimidating than I ever expected it to be...
I've always been an avid reader since the moment I could sound out my first words. My entire high school and college years were spent with my nose behind a book. In fact, when I'm not tending to matters of higher demand you can still find me snuggled up in one of our big chairs reading something. Secretly it's been a fantasy of mine to become an author of some sort one day. However, I've always thought of it as more of a fairytale dream than an actual credible career for myself.
One day J, (my husband) asked so matter of factly, "why don't you write a blog?". "A Blog,....me?", I said. J, "yeah....why not?" Well, I had honestly never thought of it before. I didn't even know how to start one, and I certainly had no idea what I would write about. My fantasy instantly became tangible (to an extent) and now all I had to do was reach out and grasp it. So I figured I'd give it a try....I mean how hard could it be? I always have something to say (as J tells me all the time) so this should be easy as pie, right? Uh...wrong. Imagine my shock when I discovered my loss for words and an apparent lack of wit. In my fantasy, I always dreamt of the words just flowing through me as if they were coming from some higher source and I was merely the conduit for them to be articulated. Well, I must have lost my mojo cause I can't seem to tap into this higher source I envisioned. In fact, it's just me and my laptop here and we are presumably bogged down with a case of writer's boulder. That's right; not block, but an actual boulder!
Getting past this boulder will prove to only be a part of the problem I'm faced with. The other, more fearful part, is the fact that many may read what I have actually written. THAT, my friends is the scariest part of all. (Of course that is a gratifying thought compared to meditating on the fact that no one will read it because I'm so dull and unwitty.)
So in the end here I am realizing that writing a blog is quite obviously just what I need. It's adventure; fantasy; and fear all rolled into one...and the craziest part: I don't even have to leave my living room! Opening up to people is terrifying to me,but....I think this is going to change my life.
"Behold the turtle. He only makes progress when he sticks his neck out. " ~James Bryant Conant
I've always been an avid reader since the moment I could sound out my first words. My entire high school and college years were spent with my nose behind a book. In fact, when I'm not tending to matters of higher demand you can still find me snuggled up in one of our big chairs reading something. Secretly it's been a fantasy of mine to become an author of some sort one day. However, I've always thought of it as more of a fairytale dream than an actual credible career for myself.
One day J, (my husband) asked so matter of factly, "why don't you write a blog?". "A Blog,....me?", I said. J, "yeah....why not?" Well, I had honestly never thought of it before. I didn't even know how to start one, and I certainly had no idea what I would write about. My fantasy instantly became tangible (to an extent) and now all I had to do was reach out and grasp it. So I figured I'd give it a try....I mean how hard could it be? I always have something to say (as J tells me all the time) so this should be easy as pie, right? Uh...wrong. Imagine my shock when I discovered my loss for words and an apparent lack of wit. In my fantasy, I always dreamt of the words just flowing through me as if they were coming from some higher source and I was merely the conduit for them to be articulated. Well, I must have lost my mojo cause I can't seem to tap into this higher source I envisioned. In fact, it's just me and my laptop here and we are presumably bogged down with a case of writer's boulder. That's right; not block, but an actual boulder!
Getting past this boulder will prove to only be a part of the problem I'm faced with. The other, more fearful part, is the fact that many may read what I have actually written. THAT, my friends is the scariest part of all. (Of course that is a gratifying thought compared to meditating on the fact that no one will read it because I'm so dull and unwitty.)
So in the end here I am realizing that writing a blog is quite obviously just what I need. It's adventure; fantasy; and fear all rolled into one...and the craziest part: I don't even have to leave my living room! Opening up to people is terrifying to me,but....I think this is going to change my life.
"Behold the turtle. He only makes progress when he sticks his neck out. " ~James Bryant Conant
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