when I created this account, the idea was that I would spend some time either everyday or every other day writing, mostly about work but not limited to that topic. However, as the great man once said, easier said than done. It seemed easy, just sit down and write. I've got oodles of opinions (don't you love the sound of "oodles"?) and thoughts, and as i've said before, I don't mind sharing them. but somehow, when it comes to writing them down, to commiting them to a more permenant venue then just my crazy rantings, it seems different. For some reason I feel that I must be more "correct" in what I say, that to just blow off about "those darn kids and that dog" seems to be a waste of the chance I've been given. Here at my fingertips I have the chance to communicate, albeit in one direction for the most part, with not only the local citizenry of Ashland, but with anyone interested enough to go online and look it up. The world around is shrinking at an amazing rate, and I feel that if I take the time to write I must somehow be witty, insightful, thoughtful, or at least be able to spell and use grammer correctly. I mean, what if I misspell a common word? who's going to take me seriously after that? what if I split an infinitive? the consquences could be dire. So I sit and stare at a blank screen, waiting for the perfect opening sentence, or a particularly witty Bon mot and nothing comes. eventually, I just start typing and, before I know it, I've written something. It may not be a masterpiece, never win a pulitzer or whatever they give out to well written and insightful blogs, but it does fill a page and makes me feel that i've accomplished something. and when you get down to it, isn't self gratification more important than anything else?
