As I so often am, I have been thinking (agonizing) about writing this blog, mainly on the question of “what is it for?” One only has to click on the Housekeeping or Personal and Introspective category tags here to read a whole litany of navel gazing and reformulations and resets on this blog over the last couple of years. Such are the wages, I guess, of a really intense intersection of imposter syndrome and delusions of glory and insecurity and a drive to write.
So anyways, I’m constantly reexamining my purpose in writing a blog, to the point much of the time of paralysis. I’m trying to remedy that, and I think that means more informality and less planning and polish. Too often, I think I envision this blog as some part of a larger, professional publication, when its really not. Its more of a journaling exercise, or at least it should be, with the possibility of some reader interaction. Trying to write a professional type blog here is not sustainable, and it takes away from my opportunities to write for publishing elsewhere (because I’m constantly posting that kind of stuff here.)
So, here’s a public commitment to more informality and meandering and journaling. And to checking my page views a lot less, or at least to not stress about those numbers as much.
I resonate with your agony. After retiring three months ago, I now write with no pastoral obligations to anyone but myself. So, what is the purpose and intent of one’s writing? Blessings as you struggle with your self exploration.
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Thank you for the kind thoughts!
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