Another day, another attempt to get this blog off the ground. I would say that I've been to busy to keep up with blogging, and while that is partially true (keeping up with an almost-walking infant can be rather time-consuming), other issues keep me from expressing myself as much or as often as I'd like. I watched The King's Speech this past week and while I'm not a stammerer, I related so much to Bertie when he had to remind himself that he had a voice and he deserved to be heard. Serendipitously, I read a related quote by Maya Angelou yesterday: "A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer; it sings because it has a song." The point being, I need to feel free to express my thoughts regardless of whether anyone else finds them worthwhile. They are worthwhile because they are my thoughts. They don't have to be profound or didactic; they simply are what they are.
I'm the girl who keeps quiet in the back of the room; the one who fears telling you her opinions -- or even the facts, sometimes -- because she's sure you won't like her anymore. The girl who pretends to fit the stereotype of her hair color because it's easier than having people know she has a genius-level IQ. Too nice for her own good.
But on the other hand, I'm a writer, and as such I need to be able to express my thoughts freely, without that fearful inner censor. Timid writing won't get me anywhere... and yes, eventually, I'd like my writing to go somewhere.
So with that in mind, I'm hoping -- with a bit of self-discipline -- to get back into the habit of blogging on a somewhat regular basis. Of course, I've said that a dozen times before, but let's see how it goes.
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