A blank page just feels like too much pressure. It takes me back to my school days…all those empty faint blue lines just waiting to be transformed into something amazing. *sigh* Writing has always been a little bit of a painful process for me. I have something akin to stage fright or buyers remorse or some such thing. I sit. I stare. I think about stuff. I bite my nail. I hyperventilate. Mostly I just wish I could cram those sheets of notebook paper back in my PeeChee and go to recess. Not much has changed in the last 20 years apparently. *uproarious laughter*
HOW.EVER. I feel drawn in by words and thoughts, and humor and people..and the delightful mystery which is blogging. So, despite a racing heart and some serious performance anxiety, I’m putting pen to paper, so to speak. At least I’m not being graded.
My Darling Emily!
I am awaiting your post with great anticipation.
Until now I have been the only one blessed with your thoughts, but alas, now the entire blogosphere will get to know you.
Who knows, you may become as famous and witty as http://www.jennyonthespot.com
forge ahead superwoman!!!
Ha!!!!!
And this is why you must write!!! You have “it”! Sure, you may end up without nails, but – it will be sooooo worth it!