Hmmm...

Such is my way....

I have longed for years (well, at least since blogs jumped onto the 'scene' sometime in my early twenties) to start a blog.  Dreamt of the creativity that would thus flow from my fingertips.  Yearned for the sense of accomplishment gained from finally embracing a primal drive that I have denied for much of my life out of run-of-the-mill fears we all subscribe to: failure, humiliation, rejection.  I am a unique and special individual, just like everybody else. 

So why is it that even after locating for myself a book on blogging, a starter's guide if you will, from the local library...letting it sit on my desk for three months, and returning it unopened...why today do I start a blog???

After having a video-chat today with my PLP (platonic life partner, because we just had to make up our very OWN acronym), I had blogs on the brain.  So I checked hers out, as well as those of other friends, and colleagues.  And my, if those deep-seated longings to be brave and creative didn't come knocking on the door of my consciousness!  Still, I balked.  I don't know how to work them, I thought to myself.  I don't have a name picked out, haven't researched which site is best: a thousand justifications jauntily pranced through my brain, mocking my tiny glimmer of hopeful desire.

And what was different about today?  Was there some small voice of reason amongst the clatter of naysaying in my head?  No.  The funniest little detail prompted me on my path to blogging: the invasion of privacy that I consider targeted marketing.  The crafty little blog site I was on already knew my name!!  And my email!  Had I subscribed to this site before, and not remembered?  It's possible.  But more probable is the fact that Google knows everything about me, and because this site is run by those Gods of Internet Invention, it was easy as pie to click a button, thereby beginning my journey into the world of Blog.

Though it sounds as if I harbor ill-will toward the Engine that is Google, I am glad that it duped me.  Honestly, it is I that duped myself.  I am keen of eye enough to recognize a window of opportunity for growth, self-exploration and good ol' fashioned fun.  And hopefully I know myself well enough after nearly twenty-nine years of life to trick myself into jumping through that open window every once and a while.  All it took was one little justification to stand up to all those negativities: "Look at that!" I thought, "my name's already filled in!"  Quick! Close your eyes and jump!