I was sitting at dinner today and out of nowhere decided I
was going to start a blog.
I suppose it wasn't completely out of nowhere. It’s something I had thought about for
awhile. Blogging was something I admired of clever
writers; ones who illustrated the perfect analysis of their day-to-day musings, hopes,
dreams, and struggles. I envied those who
wrote humorous, captivating stories about life lessons, and especially those who had the capacity
to dedicate the time for regular blog maintenance. But maybe it's not so hard to find the time. After a few years out of college, I have realized I am thirsty for a new challenge. Which is why I turned to blogging.
I suppose for one to commit to writing ideas for strangers to read (and potentially ridicule), it’s
important to understand why one wants
to do such a thing. This I have given some thought
to, and came up with a few ideas of why I have decided to give this challenge a try:
- To Write.
About anything. Movies I watch, songs I hear, articles I enjoy, things I bake, people I find inspiring, quotes that make me think. The goal is not to write eloquent stanzas deserving of Nobel Prizes. The goal is to exercise my mind in ways I haven’t, and encourage me to practice the art of putting thoughts onto paper. Or in this case, computer screens.
- To reflect with some sort of intellect on the unnecessary amount of Buzzfeed articles I read on a daily basis.
When I come across interesting stories or quizzes or photos, I email them to myself and leave them as unread messages in my inbox until I go back and read through them. Which is basically never. I have about 50 unread emails of perfectly good material to analyze. It’s about time I turn this pack-rat collection of random websites into something productive. Speaking of productivity…
- To do something more productive with my time.
Every night my nightly ritual consists of washing my face, brushing my teeth, putting in my retainer (wait… I mean what?), crawling into bed and watching an episode of Friends before I put the sleep timer on the TV and fall asleep. I would like to instead wind down my evening with a reflection on what I learned throughout the day. Sorry Chandler Bing, no more late nights….
I'm certain there will be a lot of challenges that come with
writing my jumbled thoughts and sorting through ideas. First, I tend to be a huge critic of my
writing. I think I have interesting
ideas and the intellect to back it up, but find it difficult expressing my
thoughts in a clever, readable, enjoyable manner, and get very self conscious
when better writers read my stories. Another
hurdle will be the dedication I put into my writing routine. I worry I’ll have nothing to write about and get
lazy, and before I know it I’ll be back to my nightly ritual with Ross, Rachel, and the
gang. Also, my computer itself is a
disaster waiting to happen. Three cheers
for this little Dell going on its 6th birthday, but it may be
nearing the end of its well-used life.
Heads up on the broken “q” button- if you ever see the word 'question' written with a
kw, it’s because I was too lazy to copy and paste the correct letter in its
place.
That’s probably enough for now. Here it goes. Hopefully I'll find something clever to put next on the agenda.
sg
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