Sometimes I have to laugh at myself because of all the “rules” I make for myself about my blog! Here I am at day 100 and I have this whole mental dialogue about whether it’s ok to take a day off from blogging. And once I decide it’s ok, I feel the need to write about it, so I am still blogging anyway!
This will be a quick one – I think! I never really know what is going to come out once I start writing, so I’m as surprised as anyone at what I end up with. I had an interesting discussion with my brother the other day about writing a blog. I was encouraging him to start one – I think he would enjoy it and he’s always writing witty and entertaining things anyway. His response surprised me – he said he couldn’t do it because it would just stress him out. He is a perfectionist and he said he knew he would read and reread everything a million times before he posted it. He said he would never feel like anything was “ready” and it would just be a source of frustration to him.
This had never occurred to me before. I’m sure it will come as no surprise to my readers that I do not stress for long periods of time about what I write. I almost never re-write anything once it’s down “on paper” and I hardly ever think about it before or after I do the writing. I just dash something off, press publish and that’s usually the last I ever think about it. I guess my brother must have in mind writing something a lot “deeper” than anything I ever do.
I will be a bit introspective today, since I have no project or anything “tangible” to share. This whole journey – I hate to make it sound anymore important than what it is, but for me it is a journey – has been kind of valuable for me. Sometimes I just feel kind of annoyed that I “have to write my blog for the day” but once I start I’m always glad I did. And as I look back thru my posts it is kind of nice to have a written record of what’s going on in my life. It makes me feel more connected with the world in general and I find myself looking at lots of things in a different way.
For instance, I’ve been taking a lot more pictures lately and something occurred to me. The best pictures seem to be one of two things – either really simple, clean and uncluttered or of things that are very cluttered, full or busy. It’s the kind of in-between stuff that is usually unappealing or uninteresting. I got to thinking that maybe this is kind of a metaphor for life in general. Are we happiest when we are either of one of those states – really simple and uncluttered or just full to the brim with activity, excitement, happiness, love or some combination of those things? I think maybe that’s true for me, anyway.
Well, enough of my ramblings. See – I managed to come up with 589 words and I didn’t even have anything to talk about. I don’t think Big Daddio will be really surprised by that!