Guess who’s back…

Hello ya’ll!

As some of you may have noticed, I’ve been absent for about six weeks around these parts.  (What!  You didn’t notice!?!?!  In the word so Stephanie Tanner…How Rude!)

Well my absence wasn’t particularly planned, and I don’t really have a sellable excuse for it expect, I wasn’t feeling it.

I started this blog a few years ago, because, inside of me, lies this incessant need to write and express myself.  I needed an outlet for that and my personal journal was no longer cutting it.  I’m about to reveal something personal about myself that I don’t tell many people, but I have this dream to one day be a writer.  Because my degree has nothing to do with writing or English, I’ve always felt like a phony saying I wanted to write and be expressive.  So, I started this blog as a way to release those inner feelings.  I’ve purposely never given my blog a particular direction.  I didn’t want to pigeon-hole myself.  If I wanted to tell a funny story about my kids, then a self-deprecating tale about myself, followed by the raw emotions of my mom beating cancer, I didn’t want to feel like I couldn’t.  And because of that, my blog because a miss-mash of ramblings from my life.

Then about six weeks ago, the ramblings stopped.  Like I said, I can’t pin point one particular thing that was blocking me.  If I could have, I probably could have broken through sooner.  There were the usually end-of-the-year blahs, holiday build up and let down blahs, cold winter day blahs, work stress blahs, identity theft blahs, adults acting like juveniles blahs, family health stress blahs, realizing I’ve entered the sandwich generation blahs, etc.  Over this time, I’ve had a number of ideas or issues pop up that tempted me to run for the keyboard, but, before I could motivate myself to open the Mac, the feeling dissipated and the blahs won out.

Maybe if I had a definite direction for my blog, I might have blown the dust off sooner.  Who knows.

I know that one thing that kept me away was ‘the pressure.’  The pressure of phrasing what I was thinking in a witty or thoughtful enough way.  The pressure of writing a post that others would enjoy.  The pressure of racking up likes and views.  The pressure of not saying something the wrong way and offending others.  Slowly, bit-by-bit, I let this imagined pressure limit me from saying anything at all….and I stopped writing completely.

Well no more.

From now on, for the new year, I’m going back to my roots.  I’m just going to write.  Whatever I feel, whenever the mood catches me.

We all have different opinions, beliefs, feelings, and ideas.  I can love you, care for you, respect you, accept you, tolerate you and value your opinion, but still not agree with you.  And that’s all ok.

Some might like it, some might not, and that’s ok as well.  I’m no longer concerned with how many likes I get or how many views I generate.  I just need to write again.  For my own personal sanity, I need to let all these emotions, feelings, and words out.

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11 Comments

  1. I just had this conversation with someone else. That “pressure” is totally self-imposed and it’s a definite block. You don’t need to get paid for it, have a specific degree or even have permission to be a writer. I have all three of those things and it doesn’t make one bit of difference. The only thing that makes you a writer is the fact that you write. You just can’t call yourself one if you don’t. And some days I don’t. And then I have to force myself back into it. This, my friend, is totally normal. 🙂

  2. That is the best news I have heard in a long time! I totally missed your presence!! I was afraid something worse had occurred (not that the blahs are not bad enough.) It seems we all experience this pressure and you are doing exactly what I feel would help me during my blahs. Remembering that it’s all about writing what you feel and want without worrying about being judged or “liked”. Yipee! I look forward to your wonderful words in 2014. Happy New Year. 🙂

  3. Too funny, I was going to tell you at one of the boys’ bb games that I had not seen a blog story lately and I didn’t because I didn’t want you to feel like you had to entertain me. 🙂 I just love your stories because I am usually thinking what you say but I am definitely not the writer that you are! You can be a writer because you are good! I have a sister that can write great stories but of course she is a nurse. 🙂 Glad to see you are back!!!

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