You’ve probably noticed that I have a habit of not sharing my writing. I’ll talk about the fact that I write. I’ll complain about the writing process. But I never actually show people—people I know, anyway—my writing. It’s a different story in workshops, where sharing your writing is the whole point, but the sharing tends to stop there.
Which I guess means that I’m self-conscious of my writing, and I’m self-conscious of it because it has the potential to reveal more of my self than I want to. I recognize that this is a total double standard: I’m okay sharing personal things with (almost) strangers, but I’m not okay sharing personal things with people who actually like me?
Yes, that’s just a little bit twisted. I think it’s about pieces, though. I’ll give some people one piece of me. I’ll give other people a different piece of me. I don’t want to give anyone all the pieces.
But I’ve decided to try this blogging thing anyway. Of course, blogging adds even more excitement on the revealing too much information front because anyone, anywhere can read your blog. For some reason, that thought makes me just as uncomfortable as the idea of sharing my writing with a few select friends.
This, then, is the issue I’m faced with as I embark on this blogging journey. I want to write good things, but I don’t particularly want to share these things—which will undoubtedly feel too personal—with the whole of the internet. I’m not sure what this dilemma will mean as far as content is concerned. I guess we’ll find out together.