killing time…

A few of my friends have turned me on to blogs lately, so I thought I’d try one myself… I don’t even know at this point if I’m going to publish it or not. I might just see what happens and see if I’m inspired or not.

I don’t really consider myself a writer. I enjoy writing…sometimes. I’m usually not very good at scripted writing, that is, being told what to write about or how to write. I’m more of a go-with-the-flow-of-my-thoughts kind of writer. I don’t like to do research. I don’t like to do interviews. I do like to write about myself and my thoughts and my feelings. Yet I’ve often failed at keeping journals. I do believe I’ll write a book someday. It remains to be seen whether it will be fact or fiction… maybe a combination of both.

And then arises the dilemma of whether what I write about is really something I want other people to read. On the one hand, it may allow a select few to understand me better than they currently do. On the other hand, it may allow a select few to understand me better than I would want them to… do I really want the world to know what I’m thinking? I live a very private life, all things considering… do I really want that to change? Will it change with a blog?