a bloggy day

How do I resist the temptation to write something here, post it, read it in its entirety, and then bin it? I'm not good at this blogging thing. Perhaps that's why I seem to have some compelling and strange need to start doing it -- putting my words down somewhere and then letting others read them. Scary, really. Part of me doesn't like the risk; another part does cartwheels.

I attempted this before--starting a blog--but I had a hard time conceptualising what sort of "space" the blogosphere was: was it infinite licence to say whatever I wanted? a place where there would be "listeners", i.e. those who would want to hear my voice? a place to track and journal the quotidian?

I've gone over a few blogs out there and can recognise the goodness of giving people such an open forum for expression and of providing the opportunity to exchange ideas with the likeminded (or be challenged by the very contrary-minded!). On the other hand, I can see its downside.....lots and lots and lots of words, noise, if you will and few substantive "a ha's" being passed on. Guess you have to pick and choose which ones to read and participate in.

Please, if you're a reader of my wee blog, engage in my blether if you fancy doing so. I need 'readers' in my life right now; ones with open ears and hearts and mouths. I love to hear you, so comment, opine, let me know if anything I bring up on these pages matters to you.

Today, let the conversation begin....