The Trouble with Blogging…

You know, I keep telling myself that I’ve got to start consistently writing, which is of course much different than writing consistently.  The blog would appear to be the perfect outlet, yet I just don’t seem able to get rolling.  This is despite the quilt of guilt sewn together from all quarters and thrown at me to wear as a mantle of failure.  Family and friends from around the globe never fail to mention how I should be writing.  In most cases, this has that annoying inverse affect of making me feel spiteful and claiming, “Fine! I’ll never write again, see how you like it!”  But of course, that is based in the insecurities of starting again and the procrastination that is my life.  The sad thing is that writing is something that I really love to do, something that I’d love to make a living doing, but lately it feels as though those type of dreams are farther off than ever… or is that further?  

Anyway, I’m determined to give it a shot.  But I ask for your patience.  I feel that I’ve lost my voice, that I’m out of practice and rusty… not to mention prone to redundancies.  See what I mean?  That last sentence was meant to be clever, but it clearly missed the mark.  Thus I ask for patience.  Cut me a little slack on postings for a while, even if they’re not up to par.  Boost my confidence until I can get back up to form.  Deal?  It’s kind of like if you look back at the archives: Those first couple months weren’t that great, but you could tell it was leading to something… So hopefully I can pull it off again.

And who exactly am I talking to here?  No one even knows that I’ve posted here at all.  

True, but it’s fun being a voice in the wilderness.