I am experiencing a definite Writer’s Block this afternoon. It is Memorial Day. I went for a run this morning during which I had some definite thoughts about what I would write in a blog post today. Now I feel that (a) I am not going to say it right if I try and (b) it probably wasn’t that good of a thing to write about anyways. But isn’t this always the way with me? I have nothing wise or profound to say. I’ll only clutter up the blogosphere.
Now that I say that I begin to have a complete crisis of confidence and think that clutter up the blogosphere is all I do anyways. Then I say to myself, “Oh, quit fishing for compliments.” That is kind of what we are doing when we share our crises of confidence. We seek positive re-enforcement. Sometimes a voice outside oneself is easier to believe, especially when it is something positive.
Oh dear, this is not the post I started out to write. I only wanted one of my usual Why I Can’t Write a Post Today posts. I didn’t mean to get into any of these sticky self-esteem issues. I’ll stop that right now. The fact that I hit Publish every day argues that I have some modicum of self-confidence at least. As for cluttering up the blogosphere (you know, I really like that phrase), I remind myself that there is a lot of room on the internet. There is room for profundity and there is room for foolishness. As I always say, go with your strengths.
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