A week or so ago, I decided that I'd try to join the cool kids' club and start a blog. I am, after all, a Professional Journalist and Highly Trained Writer.
So I cobbled together a few sentences, posted them and decided to give them a week or so to "breathe" — you know, like a fine wine.
Ten days later, I realized I'd made vinegar.
During those 10 days, I really began to study the blogs of co-workers. Then, I got brave enough to branch out to some of their friends. And I realized that I had been sold one of Life's Big Lies.
"Blogging is easy," one friend told me. "It's just like keeping a journal."
Not. So. Much.
Journals — or at least the ones I kept as a teen — are full of pitiful poetry, pithy prose and pretty pathetic pining. Journals are places to spill out your emotions, confess your inner turmoil. And they are meant for your eyes only.
Blogs, on the other hand, require some skill. Sure, you can fill one with emotional vomit. Who wants to deal with that drama?
The bloggers I read and admire walk a fine line. They are sharing their lives, but they also are carefully editing that sharing. Some things just don't belong in print.
Oddly enough, I found solace in that. I don't really want to live my whole life on the Internet. I want some privacy, some personal space even in cyberspace.
So, I revisited my first post. I'd broken a cardinal rule by oversharing. Instead of bottling the fruits of my labor, I poured it down the virtual drain and started a fresh batch.
Here's hoping there soon will be something worth toasting.
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6 comments:
so, you realize that because you are "writer" and have "skills" you are going to make the rest of our writing look sad and pathetic(at least mine). Thanks.
Glad to have you out here on the tubes.
yay, cyndi has entered the fold!
for real, what eric said. the writing on my blog is gonna seem like i carved it on a rock using pictograms or something.
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome to the crazy caberet of bloggingdom.
I'm hoping the writing will outweigh the crappy photos I'll be posting when I don't have a professional visual journalist nearby to rescue me.
Thanks for checking in!
By the way... You are OFFICIALLY the nerdy, big sister that I have always thought you were!! Shouldn't I be the one doing myspace or facebook blogging or something? You know, since I am still in my 20's! HA!HA!(although fastly approaching 30)! Well, it was your nerdiness that got me through school papers so that I could become a "highly trained skilled medical professional" that can't spell!
So now I'm not just a nerd, I'm an OLD nerd?? OUCH
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