I’ve always enjoyed writing. From an early age I can remember loving to write and this was an age where I had to actually WRITE the words. I don’t know if I’ve ever considered myself “good” at it, I’ve just always liked it. Now that I have put myself out there and started this blog, I read and reread my stories and generally I’m pretty satisfied. No…I’d say proud.
It’s not easy to put your thoughts out there for the world to read and open yourself up to criticism. In daily life, I don’t worry too much what people think of me. But to put my uninterrupted, revised thoughts out into the world is intimidating. It’s transparent and vulnerable. Ugh, is there anything worse than feeling vulnerable? Not much.
I sometimes wonder if I cuss too much or sound unintelligible in my writing. But I write how I speak to people- just like the normal, regular person I am. I’m pretty sure I’ll never write anything profound and that’s not my goal. I only had two goals when starting this blog 1) I wanted to see if I could do it. #BucketList and 2) I wanted to be honest and relatable. I think some of my stories have been received really well and I’m super proud of that.
But I worry. I worry that the people around me are thinking to themselves or talking to each other saying “why does she keep posting her blog?”. Neither my kids nor my husband have said anything to me about my writing. I’m not sure if they’ve even read any of it.
*Paused* Everything you just read above was from May 10th, 2018. I was really struggling with the confidence to keep writing. I started to feel like I was sounding self centered. I felt almost..embarrassed. I don’t like to draw attention to myself and sharing my thoughts made me cringe.
Flash forward to today: August 21st, 2018. I have been thinking about getting back to writing my blog but wasn’t sure how to do it. I didn’t know how I could write a blog and not share my thoughts. And then I …
I remembered the first post to my brand new blog. I thought back to how I wrote that it would be Headlines, Footnotes & Obituaries from my daily life. MY life. My opinions and experiences. It got me thinking- what’s more interesting than being inside the mind, reading the intimate thoughts of an ordinary person? To me, I find it fascinating in others. Maybe someone finds it interesting in me?
I’ve received emails, comments and likes. Over 1,000 people have read my blog posts but it none of that mattered because I felt leery about continuing to write. In my mind, I imagined a few people I know rolling their eyes or purposely not “liking” my stories.
But here I am. Shaking that off and feeling confident in myself. So just to save you the suspense: This blog will be about my life, my thoughts and my opinions. I hope you can enjoy and/or relate to the every day life of an ordinary person. If that’s not your thing and you’re looking for something more, you won’t find it here.
Do ya thing chicken wing,