Starting To Blog

This is so like Dougie Howser, M.D. 

I wanted to start my own blog for the longest time, but I couldnt find the honesty required to write it. The need to write is always there, but you try to make things look rosier than they really are. You censor thoughts and you think positive even if you are in a rut. Choosing a topic is hard because you dont want to trample on someone else's bubble. Sure you can blabber all you want or try to be philosophical about almost anything.  But being dishonest with yourself limits you to just skimming the surface.  Honesty in writing isnt a new concept. Havent you been advised to always write about something you know or something close to your heart.  It requires more effort to fool someone, theres always a line or a word that will not ring true to your reader and to the writer himself.

Thats why its easier to write when you are in the pits of depression or caught up in euphoria. You dont have to create a scenario, you are already in it and all you need is to describe the feelings, colors, sounds and background.  When you write you expose a part of yourself, even if you write about someone else or something totally separated from who or what you are. Do you want to be judged or would you rather keep quiet? 

Honesty means being brave, too, enough to face your own demons and your horrible reflection. You need to be brave enough to accept that you are not a roaring success, that you dont have the looks that could launch a thousand ships nor the winning personality as a consolation prize.

After wrestling with these concepts and you actually get into the zone, you go through your musings and think if you can live with the consequences. Newton said every action has its opposite reaction. You have set into motion the wheel of cause and effect. Who did you misjudge? How will others take your brutal confessions? Will they believe your flaggelations? You pray that karma will not come back to haunt you.

You got things off your chest and placed them on the chopping block. Catharsis is its own good, you are no better off than you were before you wrote things down. Only now, others may give you absolutions for your written sins. No wonder writers are neurotics. So if you have decided to read further, I beg you, "tread softly, you are walking on my dreams."   

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