And I promised I'd never...
Ever since the blog phenomena hit I swore that I'd never succumb to posting things online that would be read by anyone with minimal computer know-how and access to the internet (luckily this rules out my mother...). I've been a bit of a sporadic journeler in my life, never quite filling up an entire book. I love collecting journals, rich leather and such, because they're so beautiful and full of promise. Well, that is until I would mar it with words.I would always look over things I had written even a few months previous and think, "My god. I'm a moron." So why on earth would I want to preserve these idiotic thoughts in cyberspace? What compels people to blog anyway? Feel closer to the world at large, safely behind a somewhat anonymous computer screen?
I guess I'm just horrified that I'll say something stupid and my words will come back to haunt me. So, please know that I blog with the sincerest intentions of eating my words as seldom as possible. Let the blogging begin!
posted by La Leche League of Northglenn, CO | 4:37 AM
2 Comments:
Ah yes, to blog or not to blog, the age old question.
I don't mind telling you I cringe at some of the stuff I wrote 3 years ago. And no doubt will someday probably cringe a bit at the blogging I do now. But that's life, isn't it? Try your best, but don't let fear of failure hold you back from anything.
Well, sweetheart, I kind of see my blog as a place to safely express myself and be vulnerable in a way that I choose, in the words I design. Fortunately with blogs, we have the chance to read over what we've written before publishing, hopefully editing out the stupid-sounding things. I'm sure you'll do fine, sweetheart. Just be careful what you say about me, 'cause I'll be reading. :)
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