If youāve known me for longer than 10 minutes, you probably know Iām a writer. And if you havenāt known me for 10 minutes, well, now the catās out of the bag.
I realized yesterday, after a cup of coffee and a depressing walk through Chapters, that the majority of people who know I write have never read a single piece of my work, because Iāve never shared a single piece of my work. How lame is that?
So, consequently, Iām starting a blog. The idea has been kicking around in the back of my brain for over a year now, but Iāve been neglecting it, due to my nagging fear of sharing my thoughts. I donāt know what it is about writing, but thereās something so intimidating about the idea of someone else reading your inner dialogue. Maybe itās the human fear of sucking. Maybe it really is an embarrassing thing to wear your heart (or your brain) on your sleeve. Or maybe Iām just weird.
But fearful or not, Iām sick to death of keeping everything I write to myself, so here it is. A blog. I have a few plans for this little nook, including some of my āstories under a hundred wordsā, things Iāve learned from kids, and most importantly, some personal anecdotes aboutĀ wandering through this university-life thing. I hope somebody enjoys this blog, this little part of my funny brain Iām forcing myself to put on the internet.
So, stay tuned. (I guess thatās what bloggers say?)