Well, I finally got myself to do it: start a blog. I've been dismissing the idea due to my lack of exciting literary content, but when KC asked me what I would blog about, I realized that I didn't need to live the most thrilling life or have novel teachings and concepts to share with the world. All I needed was the love of writing and the contentment that comes only with the sheer knowledge that writing makes me feel good (not how many views or comments I get). So, minutes later, "This is life" was created! Ironically, despite my new-found enthusiasm to begin my online adventure, I struggled with the start of my first post; I kept watching my cursor blink atop my blank screen thinking, 'I have nothing to write about!' Before I knew it, I was home eating dinner & feeling defeated by my unsuccessful attempt to share my uneventful life with all the world...or the handful of friends/family that may actually read this. Like usual these days, I then began to get overly emotional (thank you, chlomid!) and convinced myself that I was a failure as I always have grand intentions and rarely follow-through.
Thankfully I woke up this morning with a renewed spirit (or a less severe amount of hormones rushing through my body) and a fresh outlook on my blogging adventure. I am not, never have been, and never will be a failure in anything I do/have done/will do in my lifetime...and I certainly wasn't going to let this blog be the beginning of my pride's demise. Besides, look at shows like "My Life as Liz" and movies like "Bridget Jones' Diary" - those women are just as ordinary as me with just as little to talk about and they still manage to find something to share with the viewing public; why couldn't I? Especially since I had agreed to blog for my love of writing, even if it is only to be read by myself, my husband, and maybe my mom.
So thank you, Liz & Bridget! Thank you for bringing me back down from my hormonal emotional pity party and reminding me that while my life may not be one of incredible extremes, it's nonetheless extremely incredible because it's my own (& mine only) to share. And that's all the ammo that I need to start my story.
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