So…apparently blogging has been around for a while. I think I’ve talked about starting a blog as many times as I’ve talked about “getting organized”. 2015 may be the year for both. ( I say this with actual real hope) Also, I was recently at a party and spoke to a copy writer who basically told me, “Just start it. Start a blog. You can always just quit if it doesn’t go well.” This is very attractive advice. I want to be his friend now. I told my best friend that I’m starting a blog and she smirked and said, “Uh…hasn’t this come up just a few times before?” To be fair she knows my track record-Grandiose plans: 5,435 vs. Grandiose plans executed to fruition: 48. I told my mother. She said, “Well I think it’s wonderful.” She has been waiting for me to write some things and put them out there and I have been waiting…and waiting…and waiting.
I truly have been writing my whole life. My basement is filled with little books crammed full of poems, stories, sad journal entries, titles for things, very humiliating coming of age reflections and lists of words that I like. As a 20 something, I really thought I’d write a great American novel and then I would win the Pulitzer and then I would become an eccentric, mysterious recluse. As it turns out, books are long and take time to write, raising a family takes longer and more time than I ever imagined, I may not be Pulitzer material and I’m definitely not mysterious. So if nothing else, my mother can follow me and tell me how wonderful I am (provided I never write about her which is a damn shame because there is some good stuff there) ha ha ha.
Blogging will cure me of my analysis paralysis because I will make a minimum of 52 posts this year. I’m hoping 50 of them do not occur in December of this year. But I need the pressure. Plus, my last and best excuse (child #3) started Kindergarten this year. I’m starting to have clear and complete thoughts for the first time since 2001.
So welcome to my super exciting blog…next time I will amaze you all with my musings on VHS tapes.