Starting this blog was definitely not something I just
picked up and decided to do. To be
honest, I’ve been toying with the idea for probably a year now. But every time I would think about starting
it, something would stop me. My
insecurities – who cares what I have to say anyway? My own fear – what if no one likes what I write? My lack of confidence – what if I make
unforgivable grammatical errors? (Yes, I
worry about making grammatical mistakes.
And yes, they’re going to happen. Apologies in advance.) While I had a plethora of other excuses it
all boiled down to one fact…
That to write is to be vulnerable. Every blog post, poem, or story that is
written has a part of the writer attached.
It’s like slicing out a tiny piece of our heart, wrapping it in ink,
paper, and Times New Roman, and then sending it out into the world. And as we are handing that piece of paper to
the editor, or pressing the “publish” button on the Internet, all we can do is
hope and pray that others won’t tear our work apart. Because our writing is the only way that a
stranger will be able to peer inside the walls and guards that we’ve placed and
see us for who we really are. To see what
makes us tick, what makes us cry, what makes us giggle like a five-year old on
Christmas morning. Frankly, we lay our
emotions, dreams, and ourselves bare;
out for the world to critique. Our
writing is part of us, and reading it is one of the most intimate ways you will
ever get to know us as human beings.
So, while you’re reading, feel free to comment, to share, to
critique. But realize that before we hit
“post”, we probably had to take five deep breaths. We probably read over our work twenty plus
times and obsessively scanned for errors.
We probably pleaded our closest friends to “pretty please look for
mistakes". So be kind. We’re
just as scared as the rest of the world.
***The photo is a pin on my Pinterest account. I do not know who originally took the picture/made the caption.
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