Feeling unable to write is embarrassing .. and habit forming.
Perhaps, my intertia is due to a need to act "correctly"
... and the accompanying fear that I'll sound foolish.
Or worse, chronically negative.
|If you can't say anything nice ....|
So then, why I do I blog?
Her website invites feedback, and though I've never been given to "fan mail" I posed a question and hit "send." Her thoughtful reply, only a few hours later, expressed surprise that I'd read her entire blog. "Wow, Myra. That must feel like reading my autobiography ... which, I suppose in a way it is."
Have you seen that popular slide show set to Gabriel Garcia Marquez' "final goodbye"? One phrase just "popped" --
Nobody will remember you if you keep your thoughts secret. Force yourself to express them."
I suppose, that is why I blog. The good, bad. and occasionally. the ugly.
What do you say, let's encourage one another to share what they feel.