Hesitation

when confronted with the opportunity to write, i find i'm reluctant to do so. it's been so easy to focus on other people's writings lately, that i don't even think about my own stuff. in fact, sometimes i feel that the second i got my degree in writing, i ceased to become a writer. by defining myself as something, i immediately became afraid that i could not live up to the definition. so for five years, i've been hiding in the role of editor...the safe role...the role i already knew i could do.

even now, as i sit here starting at a brand new blog, i find myself completely preoccupied with organizing and customizing my page instead of writing in it, as though the moment my words are flung out into the wide expanse of the internet universe, they will immediately come under scrutiny and rejection.

the evidence that i have a degree, an actual bachelor's degree, in writing, which not just anyone can get...should convince me that i can, in fact, write, and write well. and yet, here i sit...

Just landed

So here I am...blogging...finally. As a writer, you'd think I'd have done this a while ago. Even now, I can't seem to make up my mind which blogging site I want to use...so I'm gonna try both until one emerges as the superior. It's likely that I'll post the same things to both during this nice little trial period, so if you're following me on one, don't feel like you have to follow the other as well. Unless you want to :)

One of my goals is to post a poem once a week on here. Not sure if both sites will allow me to categorize or organize posts in the same way, but I'm hoping I can make Poem Folders or something. Either way, feel free to hold me accountable for that. One a week. No exceptions except in dire DIRE emergencies. Super dire.